Copyright 2011 Douglas T. Vale
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The Carters were shot during their morning jog. The stream from the water gun hit them as they came around the corner of their white picket fence. Rolling, barking laughter accompanied the water. Their shirts were soaked by the time they spotted Jenna Carter's mother crouched behind their oak tree.
“Good morning, good morning!” Jenna's mother said. Mr. Carter glared, and then held his arms out to the sides and watched himself drip. Jenna stomped over to her mother.
“Mom? What the--” She coughed into her hand. “What... We weren't expecting you,” She sighed.
“Oh, I know you weren't, honey dear,” Her Mom said, waving a hand. “I thought I'd surprise you.”
“Well, you did,” Jenna said. “You sure did.” She glanced back, noting that her husband continued to watch himself drip.
Her Mom laughed, set down the water gun in the grass, and then pulled Jenna into a tight hug. Next she went over to the befuddled Mr. Carter and hugged him just as tightly. Jenna watched, thinking that mother was acting far too warm and generous to be the same woman who refused to attend the wedding. Then Mom detached herself and studied them.