SURPRISE WEEKEND By Emily
	Early on Saturday morning the sun was shining through the window blinds. Bill awoke to the smell of bacon. He got out of bed, brushed his teeth, and his light brown hair. Then he slipped on his robe on his slightly overweight body of 188 pounds, which, he thought to himself, wasn’t too bad because he was 5’ 11”.   As he walked into the kitchen, he saw his wife and children sitting at the table, waiting for the bacon to fry. His children immediately greeted him.   “Hi, Daddy!” said Lauren.   “Good morning, Dad!” exclaimed Susan.   “Did you sleep well honey?” said Katherine, his loving wife of fifteen years.   “Good morning, everyone.” Said Bill. “Yes I slept fine.”   “Do you want some bacon and biscuits?” asked Kat.   “Yes, that would be great.”   “I’ll get it for you, Dad!” exclaimed Susan.   “No, I will. Dad wants me to get him a biscuit!” argued Lauren.   “I said it first!”   “No I did!”   “Okay, that’s enough out of both of you!” interrupted Kat. “Now both you sit down and Dad can get his own breakfast. Bill, why don’t you get dressed after you’re done eating and we will go out to lunch at noon.” Katherine said. After eating, Bill went back to his bathroom and put his contacts on his blue eyes. Then he looked in the mirror and noticed the beginning of grey hair. As he put on his ripped jeans and a loose shirt, he heard the doorbell ring.   “Is somebody gonna get that!” he belted down the stairs.   “I’m goin’, I’m goin’!” replied Kat.   He then went back into the room, and as he did he heard a loud shreeky voice that gave him chills up his spine.   “Oh honey, I’m so glad to see you! I see Bill isn’t here. So you finally got enough sense to ask for a divorce. Good girl!” said Paula.   “Well not…” Katherine tried to say.   “Oh look at my beautiful grandbabies! You both have grown so much!” Paula interrupted.   “Hi, Grandma!” they said in unison.   “Katherine, who is here?” asked Bill.   “Oh, I guess you do still live here. Katherine said you moved out. But obviously it was just wishful thinking. What is that you’re wearing? It looks dreadful. And why don’t you ever clean this house? It’s a pigsty. You make my daughter do everything around here!”   “Mother, I did not say that he moved out. You just assumed it!” yelled Kat.   “That is the only thing she said that bothered you!” shouted Bill.   And this continued for about a half hour, while the kids were in the kitchen making a “cake”.   “Mom, look what we made!” yelled Susan.   As Katherine began to look at the mixture of raw eggs, flour, sugar, coffee grounds, pecans, and ice cream, a smile came over her face. But then she became more serious.   “Why didn’t you ask for help?” asked Kat.   “You guys were in there fighting!”   “Oh we’re sorry. Let’s go out and eat as a family,” said Kat.   “But Kat, you can’t expect me to sit at the same table as Bill, can you?” asked Paula.   “Hey it’s me that should be ashamed, not you!” Bill retorted.   “Why don’t you guys just act like adults? We will all go out together and have fun, whether you like it or not!” yelled Kat.   “Come on kids, let’s go wait for Mommy and the wicked witch in the car,” Bill directed towards the children.