Crawling Back onto the Radar Screen and Blogit Charts
Temple called me on the telephone and feared to find me dead or kidnapped and missing forever. I surprised her by answering the telephone in a cheery manner and talking to her for awhile, but not long enough. The conversation was just getting toasty warm, when I remembered my granddaughter, this weekend’s charge. I had to run off across the city to my granddaughter's school, at the end of her school day, to pick her up. As it was, I was ten minutes late, but not late enough to trigger her panic... Sign in to see full entry.