James leant back on the couch as he finished off the last of his tin of beer. Hearing that the door had been opened and someone had entered the house, it might have been his sons, although they made far too much noise for that and his daughter well she had a curfew and that was more than a half hour ago. Reaching for the remote to the television, he fumbled with the buttons until he found the mute button. Sitting upright before getting to his feet, he headed towards the front door to greet his daughter. It was just before five in the afternoon and he had told her before that she was to be home before four-thirty.
"You better have a good explaination for being so late, you are grounded for the rest of the year, you come home straight after school or practice with no detours." A good explaination as to her being late wasnt going to save her from being grounded, although it might put him in a position where he wasnt going to use the belt on her behind. Even his sons had not been exempt from such fates, although they certainly got away with more than his daughter. Recently however had been drinking a little more than usual and the stress of trying to raise three teenagers alone for the past year was piling up.
"You better have a good explaination for being so late, you are grounded for the rest of the year, you come home straight after school or practice with no detours." A good explaination as to her being late wasnt going to save her from being grounded, although it might put him in a position where he wasnt going to use the belt on her behind. Even his sons had not been exempt from such fates, although they certainly got away with more than his daughter. Recently however had been drinking a little more than usual and the stress of trying to raise three teenagers alone for the past year was piling up.