Collette Charles's Story Plot | Dave Mazzettia
“I love pizza! Thanks mom” said Rhett. In preparation for the big b-ball game tomorrow, mommy decided to buy Pizza. “The cashier tried to void my coupon discount so I threw a fit and the manager got involved. Now we have free pizza!” “Mommy sure has a mouth on her doesn’t she Rhett? –oaf!” Dad said walking toward the kitchen when he once again banged his head on a hanging lamp. “Hunny I’m raising the lamp again”. “Seven feet from the ground is plenty far enough for my satisfaction?” she replied. “The way I keep banging my head into it there will soon be no light to be satisfied at all.” The conversation stopped there.
“Let’s go, Rhett old pal!” Dad picked up Rhett with both hands and throwing him over his shoulder like a sack of refried beans, ran outside into the back yard. He threw him onto the trampoline, and quickly ran into the shed, appearing seconds later holding a basketball and wearing a smile so big that it would be surprising to see that one could not fit the ball into his mouth. Rhett jumped down off the trampoline and plowed into Dad, knocking him over on the grass and laughing. “Hey now kiddo you’re confused – football season ended last month, hehe”. Rhett grabbed the ball and made a run for the basket.
Meanwhile mom finished baking the pizza and gave the “DINNER’S READY” call. “I’ll be out in a minute, honey” dad said as he escaped to his office. “You should stay here with us…don’t be too long”. Mom looked somewhat worried. Rhett didn’t notice; not with the anticipation of pepperoni. After the pizza was blessed (and believe me with that much cheese I hope it was an extra long blessing), Rhett immediately began to dig in and mom soon found an empty plate. Dad still hadn’t come and it was getting late, so mom took Rhett up to his room, tucked him in and said goodnight. “Don’t stay up and play with Guardo hun, you’re gunna need all the sleep you could get for tomorrow’s big game!” Guardo is a horned dragon lizard Rhett got for his last birthday party. “Mom I might as well be sleep talking right now”
Rhett suddenly wakes up! It’s the middle of the night and he hears mom and dad downstairs yelling. “I told you to stay away from the internet when you’re alone, nothing will go wrong if it doesn’t have a change to go wrong” mom said quietly, not wanting to wake little Rhett. “I’m up to here—oww” throwing his arm above his head, dad hit the top of the ceiling “—with you being in control of me” he bellowed. They heard a noise and stopped talking, then spotted Rhett sneaking his way to the bottom of the stairs. “Are you guys okay? Please stop fighting…waaaa” Tears began to swell within Rhett’s eyes, and he sat down at the bottom of the stairs and began to bawl. “It’s alright honey we’re fine honest” mom said as she came toward him, attempting to cheer him up. Dad looked somewhat nervous and it there was an obvious hand mark across his face. “Cheer up kiddo you’re a big boy now – twelve year olds aren’t supposed to cry what would all you’re girly friends say?” “Eww…girls have worms” Rhett said, sniffling. “I hate it when you fight, because I love you and I don’t want you to”. Mom tried to comfort Rhett, but he had already grown to her height (although it may be awhile before they both turned up even on a scale) and it just wasn’t the same as when Rhett was little and mom would pick him up, hold him in her arms, and throw him around. You know she once threw him up toward the ceiling like many loving parents do only she missed him and he hit the ground. It’s a good thing that babies are made out of rubber! Now back to our story!! Mom and dad took Rhett back up to his room but he couldn’t sleep, thinking back on all the times his parents have fought. Finally, a different image came to his mind – dad taking him outside to play. “How many dads play sports with their kids?” Rhett thought, and he felt privileged. This thought gave him the needed comfort to drift asleep.
The next morning Rhett awoke to mom’s cry “Rhett get you’re fanny moving boy – you’re gunna be late…come on sweety!” “It’s the big game day!” Rhett whispered to himself, as he groggily struggled to get out of bed. “I’m so tired”. “Hey kiddo none of that talk..uggg” Dad came into the room, bumping his head on the door frame. “It’s you’re big day!
They traveled to the outdoor court in the town park. The closest parking lot they could find was a block away. Because they lived in a small town where everybody knew everybody, nearly half of the eleven hundred town citizens were attending the first game of the season. The game began and ended pretty quickly, and the town citizens returned to their homes. Rhett and his team “The Nose Pickers” lost miserably, with Rhett as the star player returning home with mom and dad in shame. On his way to the car he couldn’t help but overhear some of the townsfolk “that tall one looked like he would fall asleep right there in the middle of the court”. It must have been an outsider, since he didn’t know Rhett’s name.
“I suppose there will always be one more game” mom said, attempting to break the silence. Rhett, of course, could not be so easily comforted. After a couple minutes there appeared a look of determination on dad’s face, covering the previous look of nervousness, and he spoke “Okay I need to say something. The reason why mom and I fought last night is my fault and has been for the last couple of years. I thought I could conquer this problem on my own but I haven’t” he paused for a few seconds. Gathering his thoughts and wanting to say the right thing, he continued “this will change, and I promise that I will no longer raise my voice or fight with mom”. Rhett wanted to say something, ask what dad was talking about, but looking at the look of hopeful confidence on mom’s face stopped him. After a couple minutes Rhett spoke up “Well, I suppose there will always be one more game”. And with that, they drove to the nearest store to pick up pizza and headed back home.
“Let’s go, Rhett old pal!” Dad picked up Rhett with both hands and throwing him over his shoulder like a sack of refried beans, ran outside into the back yard. He threw him onto the trampoline, and quickly ran into the shed, appearing seconds later holding a basketball and wearing a smile so big that it would be surprising to see that one could not fit the ball into his mouth. Rhett jumped down off the trampoline and plowed into Dad, knocking him over on the grass and laughing. “Hey now kiddo you’re confused – football season ended last month, hehe”. Rhett grabbed the ball and made a run for the basket.
Meanwhile mom finished baking the pizza and gave the “DINNER’S READY” call. “I’ll be out in a minute, honey” dad said as he escaped to his office. “You should stay here with us…don’t be too long”. Mom looked somewhat worried. Rhett didn’t notice; not with the anticipation of pepperoni. After the pizza was blessed (and believe me with that much cheese I hope it was an extra long blessing), Rhett immediately began to dig in and mom soon found an empty plate. Dad still hadn’t come and it was getting late, so mom took Rhett up to his room, tucked him in and said goodnight. “Don’t stay up and play with Guardo hun, you’re gunna need all the sleep you could get for tomorrow’s big game!” Guardo is a horned dragon lizard Rhett got for his last birthday party. “Mom I might as well be sleep talking right now”
Rhett suddenly wakes up! It’s the middle of the night and he hears mom and dad downstairs yelling. “I told you to stay away from the internet when you’re alone, nothing will go wrong if it doesn’t have a change to go wrong” mom said quietly, not wanting to wake little Rhett. “I’m up to here—oww” throwing his arm above his head, dad hit the top of the ceiling “—with you being in control of me” he bellowed. They heard a noise and stopped talking, then spotted Rhett sneaking his way to the bottom of the stairs. “Are you guys okay? Please stop fighting…waaaa” Tears began to swell within Rhett’s eyes, and he sat down at the bottom of the stairs and began to bawl. “It’s alright honey we’re fine honest” mom said as she came toward him, attempting to cheer him up. Dad looked somewhat nervous and it there was an obvious hand mark across his face. “Cheer up kiddo you’re a big boy now – twelve year olds aren’t supposed to cry what would all you’re girly friends say?” “Eww…girls have worms” Rhett said, sniffling. “I hate it when you fight, because I love you and I don’t want you to”. Mom tried to comfort Rhett, but he had already grown to her height (although it may be awhile before they both turned up even on a scale) and it just wasn’t the same as when Rhett was little and mom would pick him up, hold him in her arms, and throw him around. You know she once threw him up toward the ceiling like many loving parents do only she missed him and he hit the ground. It’s a good thing that babies are made out of rubber! Now back to our story!! Mom and dad took Rhett back up to his room but he couldn’t sleep, thinking back on all the times his parents have fought. Finally, a different image came to his mind – dad taking him outside to play. “How many dads play sports with their kids?” Rhett thought, and he felt privileged. This thought gave him the needed comfort to drift asleep.
The next morning Rhett awoke to mom’s cry “Rhett get you’re fanny moving boy – you’re gunna be late…come on sweety!” “It’s the big game day!” Rhett whispered to himself, as he groggily struggled to get out of bed. “I’m so tired”. “Hey kiddo none of that talk..uggg” Dad came into the room, bumping his head on the door frame. “It’s you’re big day!
They traveled to the outdoor court in the town park. The closest parking lot they could find was a block away. Because they lived in a small town where everybody knew everybody, nearly half of the eleven hundred town citizens were attending the first game of the season. The game began and ended pretty quickly, and the town citizens returned to their homes. Rhett and his team “The Nose Pickers” lost miserably, with Rhett as the star player returning home with mom and dad in shame. On his way to the car he couldn’t help but overhear some of the townsfolk “that tall one looked like he would fall asleep right there in the middle of the court”. It must have been an outsider, since he didn’t know Rhett’s name.
“I suppose there will always be one more game” mom said, attempting to break the silence. Rhett, of course, could not be so easily comforted. After a couple minutes there appeared a look of determination on dad’s face, covering the previous look of nervousness, and he spoke “Okay I need to say something. The reason why mom and I fought last night is my fault and has been for the last couple of years. I thought I could conquer this problem on my own but I haven’t” he paused for a few seconds. Gathering his thoughts and wanting to say the right thing, he continued “this will change, and I promise that I will no longer raise my voice or fight with mom”. Rhett wanted to say something, ask what dad was talking about, but looking at the look of hopeful confidence on mom’s face stopped him. After a couple minutes Rhett spoke up “Well, I suppose there will always be one more game”. And with that, they drove to the nearest store to pick up pizza and headed back home.
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