I don't know what to think of what just happened as i find my way back downstairs, i am so lost in my thoughts that i miss a step and almost come tumbling down stairs, i catch the railing steadying myself before that happens.
I can hear my mom and his mom talking animatedly as i come down steps, and walk closer to the kitchen where i see them cackling about something,laughing like two drunk teenagers she has a half drank glass of wine perched in her hand while my mom is bent over the kitchen island clutching her stomach gasping for air in laughter, her own more than half empty glass of wine sits on the island in front of her.
Good to know one of us is having a swell time.
They notice me enter, i nod at them taking in the scene in front of me i wonder how many glasses of wine they have had, my mom lifts her head in my direction trying to fight the laughter to say something to me but she can't which makes me smile so she settles for a wave instead and goes back to trying to keep her laughter at bay,I wonder how long were we upstairs for.
Mrs Patridge wipes her tears stained face,bouts of laughter still leaking out of her, her smile sloopy, her eyes bright and droopy, her movements are slow as she waves me over.
"Come,come, what are you doing standing there come join us"