On one side of each fortune were their lucky numbers, and on the other side there was a sentence. Her mothers read He who throws dirt is losing ground and Violet’s said A closed mouth gathers no feet. “Mom how come they don’t have real answers on them like watch for the hawk, or crow will teach you a lesson, or stuff?”
“Well honey they are not real fortunes, not from real gypsy’s it is just a game, a silly machine. It is not like what we really do with cards and such. It is like when you ride the horse at the store, real horses are nothing like the pretend ones but it is still fun to put the coin in and play.. right?”
“Yeah I guess, is there a horse here?” Her mother was laughing again “No but they do have cold soda’s lets go get a couple.” Sure enough there were a lot of cold sodas in the big refrigerator, and they each chose one and headed to the cash register to pay – on the way her mother grabbed a bag of licorice and said “I think we need these too.”
Violet loved when her mother was so happy and thought this is the best trip ever. As they paid and headed to the car a mans voice said “Annie? Annie is that you?” Violet and her mother turned and there was a very big man, even taller than her father, walking toward them with a big smile. He grabbed her mother and swung her around in a circle saying “well as I live and breathe!”
It all seemed odd to Violet, but her mom was still smiling so she guessed it was all ok. She stood there just watching them hug and say hello and you look wonderful and stuff like that. Violet wondered if they remembered she was even there…just then her mother said “Violet I tell you what, I am going to put you in the car with your soda, and you can work on your workbook and I will be right back ok?”
Sounded ok to Violet and they walked back to the car. Her mother opened up the back door and the cooler and turned the lid over and put it back on. “There you can sit on the floor and use this as a desk now, and you can put your soda in this cup holder right here. Ok? And I will lock the doors, but roll the windows down a little and I will be back soon. You have fun.”
It was kinda cool to be alone in the car, she could pretend like it was her own house and she was doing work. She watched her mom walk with the man over to a really big truck, the kind that will pull the horn and honk at you when you pull your arm down like you are tugging on a bell. Violet watched her mom climb up in the truck and the man behind her and as he closed the door she slid down to the floor to work on her book. Since the car was not moving she decided now was a good time to do some of the writing pages. ©
