"Katie, you could have asked me—" she started to say. She stopped, then, when she realized that she couldn't give Katie permission to go anywhere without me until she talked with Dad about it first. She looked really frustrated at that. "Let me call your father," she said finally."Mom," Katie blew out an annoyed huff of breath, "It's too late now. I'm sure I missed half the movie already.""Just let me talk to him. You kids have been punished enough," Mom said.Poor Dad, I thought as I put away my books. He has no idea what he is in for this evening. I smiled a little wickedly at the thought.Sure enough, right after dinner my mom dragged Dad off to their room. Katie and I both heard her say, "We need to talk," before she closed their door. Katie and I exchanged raised eyebrows as we cleared the table. Normally we take turns doing the dishes, but that evening we both did them, straining to hear how our parents' conversation went.It wasn't that great, from the sound of it. Mom was us
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