Peter - The Plan.

 Sunday 6th April 2025

I missed a phone call from Charlotte while I was away at Church this morning. It came in not long after my call to her. Anyway on returning the call I was asked if it would be alright for her parents to bring Peter over sometime today to see me and apologize for his bad behaviour towards me. I tried to insist that it wasn't necessary but she said it was something he needed to do. In the end I  relented but said that it would have to be in the afternoon as we spend time together as a family in the evening. So after she spoke to her mum, who was obviously right there with her, it was agreed that they would bring him over at four o'clock.

I'd made the call whilst lying on my bed, in between changing out of my church clothes and deciding what to change in to for the rest of the day. I guess now that they are coming over later I had better wear something presentable. So anyway, after the call was finished I continued lying there pondering the point of an apology, like what would it achieve apart from embarrassing me and humiliating him. Plus wasting everyone's time traveling out here, which is no small amount. I think my heart and brain keep on making love or something because before you know it there is another idea being born. I got to thinking that maybe if there was no point perhaps I should/could make one. After what I went through in a similar situation with my mum, and all the time's I've condemned her for reacting to it the way she did, how can I now subject him to five minutes of misery for no other reason than to humiliate him, that will solve nothing. So I somewhat felt that because of this, the onus was on me to find a better way of handling it.

So after deciding that evading my responsibilities by sending him to my grandfather to deal with was not an option, and so with half a plan in my head, I got dressed and went downstairs to help mum get Sunday lunch ready, completing the rest of my plan while laying the table and doing various other tasks. Before we all got up after lunch I broke the news to mum and dad adding that rather than just exchanging pointless words, and as it was such a nice day I would like to take him on to the river bank and discuss the matter further while enjoying a little picnic.

Remember now that 'Katie' is a super sweet girl to be proud of. 'Kate' is a nice enough girl and 'Katlyn' is one step away from a 'Young Madam', you'll understand that this next bit didn't go down very well.

"Katlyn! What did I tell you just two hours ago?"

"I know mum, but I just want to finish this off properly."

"The only thing likely to be getting finished off if you go up on the river bank with him is you." She said very firmly.

I went quiet at this point. I think they probably thought I was sulking about it or something but I wasn't. It was simply my brain and heart making love again, as I could tell that idea was now more dead than mum was worried I might be should I carry on with it.

Dad hadn't said anything about it until this point, "If you really feel the need to take this approach why not just go to the summerhouse together instead? You can be private there but at the same time we can keep an eye on you, we'll all sit out and have tea in the garden as it's a nice day - while you sort the little bugger out!"

Mum rolled her eyes - don't let grand father catch you doing that 'Old Madam'!! I thought to myself

"I don't know who's worse, her for thinking up this rubbish or you for encouraging her." Mum scolded.

"Well you keep both those doors open." She said addressing me, "and you can make sure you're sat there where you can keep an eye on them both." ALL the time She said very sternly to dad.

So that was that. Sunday afternoon was spent preparing for their arrival.