Choices
I had no doubt The Dope had his faults, but I wondered if
Dana’s loathing of the kid had taken on a life of its own. Hating him seemed to be her favorite pastime.
“She spends a lot of time with him,” I said, choosing my
words carefully. “He must have some good qualities.”
“What can I tell you?” Dana asked, her face a mask of fury.
“The idiot makes her happy.” She shot me a look that made my bowels clench.
I eyed my escape route. I could toss her DD. She’d have to
catch the bunny. I could run out the door.
What if she just swatted him to the ground? I put the ‘throw the rabbit
and run’ option on hold.
I let Dana cool down for a moment.
I said, “You know we don’t get anybody sober here. We help
people choose to get sober, but the choice is always theirs. We can’t get upset
every time someone relapses.”
“And my daughter is free to choose a human dishrag for a
boyfriend. I get it. Choices.”
“We don’t have to like people’s choices, but ranting and
raving over our powerlessness to change them only adds to the misery.”
After Dana left I told DD I never really considered tossing
him to Dana. His ears twitched. He wasn’t buying it.
Today I’ll remember I’m powerless over people’s choices.
Fawlty Showers 2
is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you
might know is purely coincidental.
Other works by Ken Montrose are available at:
- www.greenbriartraining.com
- https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B001K8MG0S
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