THE CAMPBELL HOME –
What in the world is taking you so long?” Maggie Callison
called out as she stood at the foot of the stairs.
“The boys are probably already there and waiting for us.”
“I had to make sure I had
Campbell came bouncing down the stairs with a large tote bag slung over
her shoulder and a neatly folded blanket in her arms.
“And I never thought I was going to find my good swimming cap.
I looked everywhere for it!”
“We were out at the lake just the other
day,” Maggie reminded her as she followed her into the living room.
“Honestly, I don’t know why you have such a hard time keeping
track of stuff. Did you find
“Yes,” Eliza nodded.
“Somehow it ended up underneath my bed and….”
Where are you girls headed off to today?” Maggie’s mother,
Corinne Campbell, spoke up as she strolled into the room with the
morning edition of the Daily Post
tucked under her arm. She
paused and eyed both girls up and down, examining the large tote bags
and blankets they had and the play clothes they were wearing.
“If I were to venture a guess, I’d say you girls were headed
out to the lake.”
“Yes, Mother,” Eliza nodded.
“That is if… it’s all right with you.”
“Of course, it’s all right,”
Corinne laughed. “After
all, with all of this blessed heat, I’m surprised you two aren’t
down at the lake every single day trying to stay cool.”
we’re never going to make it unless you get moving,” Maggie pointed
out, turning to Eliza. “I
want to go to the lake, but I don’t
want to be there all day. Jillian’s
supposed to get out of the hospital today and I want to make sure I have
time to stop by and see her this afternoon once she gets settled in at
“Surely you two girls aren’t going
out to the lake by yourselves, are you?”
Corinne sat down in the armchair by the large front windows of
the living room, opened the newspaper, and began to casually scan the
society page. “I’m sure
I don’t have to tell you all the different kinds of riff raff that
frequent certain parts of the lake – especially on a day like
“It’s fine, Mrs. Campbell.
We’re meeting Stanley and
Corinne dropped the newspaper into her lap, sat up straight, and
eyed her daughter as Eliza glared at Maggie.
“Eliza, dear, I thought we’d discussed this.
You know how I feel about that young man.”
know how I feel about him.”
Eliza folded her arms across her chest and glared at her mother.
“You can’t keep me from seeing him!”
I very much beg to differ, young lady.”
Corinne rose from her chair, walked across the room to where her
daughter was standing, and motioned towards the blankets and bags.
“Now you take these things back upstairs; you won’t be
needing them. You won’t be
going to the lake today – especially if that boy is going to be there.”
Eliza felt her face grow flush and hot as
her blood pressure began to rise while she watched her mother walk out
of the room. As soon as
Corinne had disappeared out of sight, Eliza spun around as if on a dime
and exploded on Maggie.
“How could you?” she snapped angrily.
“I bet you just couldn’t wait to tell my mother all about
meeting Randy at the lake! You
did that on purpose!”
“I did not!” Maggie cried.
“Besides, how am I supposed to know that your mother doesn’t
like Randy and doesn’t want you two seeing one another?
You never seem to tell me anything anymore about Randy!”
I wonder why that is!” Eliza
glared. “It’s pretty
obvious that I had the right idea by not telling you
Before Maggie could say another word,
Eliza grabbed her bag, slung it over her shoulder, scooped up the pile
of blankets from the chair, and pushed past her as she headed for the
“Are you coming or not?”
Eliza paused in the doorway and looked back over her shoulder.
“I thought you said you were in a hurry?”
“But… but…. What about your mother?
She told you that you couldn’t go!”
Eliza’s eyes narrowed as she shot
Maggie a look of determination. “If
you think I’m going to let anything or anyone keep my away from Randy,
you’ve got another thing coming – and that
includes my mother!”