Have fun in Sheboygan Barbara! It's great that you have writer friends to touch base with and bounce ideas off of each other. Loved your piece about the Musician. You captured the mother's fears about what success could do to her daughter as I've read that Court was not a good place for young girls!
Write About Your Mother's Cooking
"What should I bring for Easter brunch?"
Carol's eyes pinched shut at the sound of the insincere offer. Every year it was the same question and every year it was the same answer. "Just bring yourself mom, oh, and bring dad too." Carol knew her attempt at humor was a passive way to evade the question that her mother pressed on her.
Who was she kidding, Carol thought to herself. I know she doesn't cook and she knows she doesn't cook. Carol sighed heavily. It was obvious that the question came from the pages of the Bible of Emily Post in that all good guests should make an offer to bring something to a dinner, no matter how empty the offer sounded.
"Well what are you having?"
"Lamb, a lemon risotto and asparagus," Carol said. "I'm making an Angel Food Trifle for dessert."
"Well then, how about if I bring a White Zinfadel," her mother said as if this would solve all of the world's problems surrounding Carol's brunch menu. It was her mother's typical answer and it meant that this year's Easter would be alot like past Easter's. Mom would drink too much and start in about how difficult it was to raise Carol and her brother Stephen.
"That's fine mother," Carol said. Carol's heart sunk to her stomach. She made a mental note to add White Zinfadel to her shopping list as she knew the bottle her mother would bring would only serve herself.
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