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Red Flag

This is a long story.

Have no fear, I’ll make it short.

My parents didn’t believe in dancing, but agreed

to let me go to the prom with a family friend

 who was a GOOD BOY.
(red flag)

 Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

He borrowed his brother-in-law’s brand new

 Catalina convertible for the evening.
(red flag)

 Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

He, Alan, my date, was a country kid who was

 used to driving fast and carelessly on

 country roads.
(red flag)

 Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

It was a cold and rainy night in April.
(red flag)

 Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

After going out to dinner, we arrived at the dance.

 Halfway through the dance, Alan informed me

he wanted to take me home so he could

 spend the rest of the night with Kathy.

Fine with me.  I wasn’t having a good time anyway.

 Alan, Neal (Kathy’s date), Kathy and I got into

Alan’s beautiful borrowed car and proceeded

 to take Neal home.  He lived in the country.

It was late and very foggy.
(red flag)

Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

We  took Kathy to her home where she changed

 clothes.  Then, with the the three of us in the front seat,

we proceeded into town to take me home.

Alan pulls out a bottle of alcohol.
(red flag)

 Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

He takes a drink and passes it to me.  I decline, but Kathy

 has some.

The UNFAMILIAR country roads prove

 too  much for Alan’s fast driving
(plus the fog, plus he’s stupid)

 We miss a curve and plunge into a ravine.
(red flag)

Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

No seat belts, but we are unharmed.

 We climb out of the now totaled car
(red flag)

 Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

and begin to walk back to Kathy’s house.

 Alan tosses the bottle of alcohol into a nearby

field and we all three swear to secrecy.

 It’s a blur as to how I got home that night
(morning)
but to say the least my mother wasn’t happy.
(red flag)

Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

That Monday we all LIED to the insurance agent

 who took our statements about the accident.

Of course we felt justified because Alan only

had one drink before plunging us into the abyss.

Alan’s brother-in-law did not have a

smile on his face when he got the news

about his TOTALED brand new Catalina convertible.
(red flag)

Red Flag | Twin Cities Moms Blog

There are  so many morals to this story I

 won’t bore you with any of them,

except to say,

NEVER IGNORE THE YOU-KNOW-WHATS

They’re there for a reason.

Au Revoir,

Mary

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3 comments

Nealy April 24, 2014 at 7:06 AM

Great oat, Mary…the suspense!!! That is a good stpry too, could have ended much worse, I am sure glad it didn’t! This can apply to all sorts of things. Great reminder!

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Suzanne April 24, 2014 at 9:12 AM

I have heard this story many times…my favorite part was when you said “plus the fog, plus he’s stupid”. Cracks me up!

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Melissa April 25, 2014 at 8:18 AM

Such a classic, Mary…and a perfect reminder that there are “red flags” around us every day!

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