Uncomfortable Moments with The Kingpin

At approximately the same time as LB was hosting a cross-burning in my front yard, the IC and I were eating at a local noodle shop. We were immediately joined by another solo mom and her two young girls. There was a lot of staring and observing betwixt the IC and the other girls and soon the little ones were talking about each other in front of each other, you know the way they do. Our dinner-mates asked their mom, “Where’s Daddy?” She said, “At work.” They said, “Where’s that little girl’s daddy?” I gulped… Uh oh here we go. Then the mom says, “He’s probably at another work, but not your daddy’s work place.” So the curious girls turn to the IC and say, “Where’s your daddy?”

The IC says completely matter-of-factly, “My daddy’s dead. He took too much pills.”

Bagonk. That’s the sound of the jukebox dramatically stopping.

There’s just no way to describe the pall that fell over the sesame noodles and dumplings. I mean, what do you say? Do I jump in and explain that he wasn’t a drug addict, that he was very sick and frail and a slight and accidental increase in his dosage of painkillers caused his body to shut down? No, of course not. I sat there staring at my oily styrofoam container until the mom said to her daughter, “Now’s when you say, ‘I’m sorry,” which I appreciated. That poor woman! I bet she’s wishing she’d never sat down next to us.


3 Responses to “Uncomfortable Moments with The Kingpin”

  1. 1 little babushka January 26, 2008 at 2:11 pm

    Well, we could teach IC to follow those comments up with an appeal for money? That would fill the awkward silence.

  2. 2 fatbiscuit January 28, 2008 at 2:00 am

    weird. i don’t think owen’s ever noticed if another child was hanging out with just mom or just dad. do you think those other girls were just really bummed that daddy had to work? was it a saturday or something? huh.

  3. 3 starrhillgirl January 28, 2008 at 11:33 pm

    Lord. *sigh*
    I second the asking for money as awkward silence filler.

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