Characters: Douglas Thorne, Rosalie Thorne, Taddy Seiff
Summary: Rosalie goes back on her word.
Notes: Canon. Probably won’t appear in a future chapter, so this is an outtake.
Word Count: 386
“But Mom, I did everything you said! Why can’t I borrow the car tonight?” Douglas said with an angry stomp of his foot.
“Don’t talk back to me, Douglas. Your father and I need the car to go into the city for an important business function. You can borrow it another day,” Rosalie replied.
“But Mom,” he whined. “I have a date tonight! I need the car.”
“You know, when I was your age, people spoke to their parents with respect.”
“Yeah, well, cars had barely been invented then, so people didn’t need them. You said I could use the car, and now you’re backing out on that promise. That’s not fair!”
“Life’s not fair, Douglas. You should know that by now.”
“What’s all this commotion about?” Taddy asked as he came into the living room.
“Mom’s not letting me use the car tonight after she promised I could,” Douglas stated.
“Huh. Back in my day, a promise meant something,” Taddy said.
Rosalie sniffed. “There was an unforeseen circumstance, and the car is not available tonight. He can use it anther night.”
“Seems to me he needs it for a date tonight,” Taddy replied.
“Well, the business function that Bruce and I need to attend is more important than his date. He’ll just have to reschedule.” With that, Rosalie got up and went upstairs, presumably to get ready for the event later that night.
“Why does she have to be like that, Grandpa?”
“No idea, Douglas. Your mother was always like that. I wish your Uncle Gilbert was still around; he could get her to loosen up every now and then. Now about your date tonight…”
Douglas sighed. “I suppose I’ll have to call her and cancel.”
“Not a chance,” Taddy said as he dug around in his pants pocket. “Here you go. I know it’s not as nice as your father’s car…”
Douglas jumped up and snatched the car keys from Taddy. “It’s still a car. Thanks, Grandpa. I’ll be real careful with it.”
“I know you will. Now you have a good time tonight, and be careful.”
“I will. Thanks again, Grandpa.”
Taddy ruffled Douglas’ hair. “Don’t mention it. And don’t tell your mother. She’ll never let you borrow their car again if she knows I let you borrow mine.”
Douglas laughed. “No kidding.”