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Lunch Time with Fig and Anya

page 19 of The Fig Tree Series

By Shanon Angermeyer NormanPublished 2 years ago 2 min read

Back inside my tiny apartment, I went to the refrigerator to see what we could eat thinking about Mario's previous comment.

"Do you two want some hot dogs and macaroni?" I asked.

"That's fine," Fig said as she was intensely reading something on her cellphone.

"Why didn't Mario eat with us?" Anya inquired.

"Because he's going to go eat with Helen," Fig said in a monotone still focused on her cellphone.

I began preparing lunch, hot dogs and macaroni and cheese.

"Is Helen going to get him a cheeseburger?" Anya asked.

"How should I know what they're going to eat?" Fig replied getting irritated at Anya's random questions.

"I want a cheeseburger," Anya said.

"I don't have burgers right now," I told her and watched her frown and pout.

"You love mac and cheese," Fig said looking up from her cellphone and getting that snap in her voice.

"Mario is probably going to have a cheeseburger," Anya said.

"So what?" Fig replied staring at her daughter wondering what this was about.

"So that's not fair," Anya said, "I should have a cheeseburger too."

"No, it's the other way around," Fig corrected her daughter, "It's not fair to Mario because he's not getting Dani's delicious mac and cheese."

Anya thought about it for a moment, and though temporarily satisfied, she still didn't agree completely.

"I still don't think it's fair," Anya grumbled and plopped down on my couch.

"You're right," Fig said losing her temper, "I'm glad you know that."

"You're being mean, Mom!" Anya growled.

"And you're being a silly brat," Fig told her.

Anya crossed her arms and stuck her tongue out at her mother who didn't see it.

When lunch was ready, I made a plate for Anya and she was too hungry to say no. She ate it and seemed to enjoy it enough. Fig ate a hot dog and went back to reading messages on her cellphone. I ate from my plate thinking about their conversation and how tough mother/daughter relationships could be. I was just hoping that I didn't have to babysit too long as I didn't want to become impatient and snappy and I didn't have much experience dealing with girls.

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Shanon Angermeyer Norman

Gold, Published Poet at allpoetry.com since 2010. USF Grad, Class 2001.

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    Written by Shanon Angermeyer Norman