My Big Sister Is So Bossy She Says You Can't Read This Book by Mary Hershey

Author:Mary Hershey [Harsey, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-307-53870-3
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2005-12-25T05:00:00+00:00

Even though I’d stayed home sick from church and the pancake breakfast and had to lie in bed all Sunday afternoon, there was no way Mom was going to cancel our weekly Team Meeting that we had every Sunday night. It used to be called Family Night, at least that’s what Maxey says, until Dad left and Mom went back to work as a coach and our whole world turned into a giant sports game. Grandpa said it was the only way Mom could make her life make sense. There were rules for everything, and everyone knew what they were supposed to do, and you got points if you did it just right. And if you got fouled, there was a big loud noise about it and they had to make it up to you somehow right on the spot.

We did all kinds of stuff at our Team Meetings. We’d usually eat first, then sometimes Mom would have us help her pay the bills to teach us to be “financially independent” when we grew up. Sometimes she’d put an exercise tape in the VCR and we’d work out together, but Maxey only liked the exercises for a tight butt. One night Mom taught us how to make spaghetti from scratch. Last Sunday, we cleaned out a closet and gave some extra clothes to the poor.

But the one thing we never did at our Sunday-night meeting was talk about Dad, and we hardly even talked about Grandpa anymore. It was like Mom had a very short memory for men who left her.

I squirted a long straight line of catsup on a single french fry, careful not to squiggle.

“Mom!” Maxey whined from across the coffee table. “Effie is totally hogging the catsup again!”

Mom looked up from the Financial Times magazine she was reading. I could tell we were going to get another money talk tonight after we finished eating. “Ef, give your sister the catsup when you’re done,” she said.

I handed it over and popped the fry into my mouth. We didn’t get take-out hamburgers and fries too often because Mom said they were cheaper to make, and I wanted to savor each and every bite. “Mmm. These are so good, Mom.”

Maxey squirted a big pool of catsup on the edge of her plate. As soon as she set it down, I reached for it again and laid another careful red line down a fry.

Maxey looked over at me, her eyes getting squinty “Mom! She’s doing it again!”

Mom reached for her glasses and turned the page. “Girls, settle down and eat your dinners.”

“Do you really need this back?” I asked. “You already put some on your plate.”

“Yes, I need it,” she said. She pulled the top bun off her burger and flipped it on its back.

She made several quick lines and loops across her bun, and then what looked like an exclamation point. She turned the bun around so it was facing me. It read

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