It was a long second day of driving, but I made it to Whitehouse about 5:30. I had spoken to Daddy from Cape Girardeau and told him I should make it by dinnertime.
So he told Mama I would be there at noon.
I have been away so long I didn't realize dinner to him means lunch to me, and dinner to me is supper to him. So they had been sitting around all afternoon wondering what had happened.
When I stopped for lunch and to gas up in Arkansas, I tried to call them, which would have resolved the confusion, but I couldn't get enough bars on my phone. By the time I tried again, I was almost there anyway.
Anyway, I'm here now. Apparently the plan today is for me to go with Daddy to deliver Meals on Wheels.
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