AN INVITATION MISUNDERSTOOD
As soon as I arrived home, I could sense that something was out of place. My father was glued to his phone, and my mother had her latest piece of embroidery in front of her. An old movie from the 70s was playing on the TV. They were exactly the way I would find them every evening when I returned from the gym.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. I wasn’t sure if I should have said hi first.
“Ask your mother,” Dad said in his typical bored voice.
Mom shook her head. “I am tired,” She said. “I don’t want to argue.”
Mom shoved her needlework into the bag and walked into the kitchen.
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Dad still said nothing. I followed mom.
“Pari got engaged. Tomorrow is an informal meeting with her in-laws, and your father doesn’t want to go.” Mom explained.
“Why?” I asked, surprised.
“Because he feels he has not been invited formally. My cousin called me, not him. His ego is hurt.”
“He’ll get over it,” I said and made my way to my room. No point getting involved in a couple’s fight. You end up being the culprit.
