“ Oh , hi.” Sue sounded tired. She was washing the dishes whiles Mandy watched TV in the den. Ken
was still at work. He wouldn’t be home until 9:00 p.m.
“Listen, Sue. We should go visit Dad, you know. The last time was almost four months ago.”
“I know, I know,” said Sue, her voice full of guilt. “I called him last night.”
“How is he?” asked john.
“Oh, the same as always .Complaining about his health. Complaining we never go to see him. The
usual.”
“Well, I can’t go next weekend. It’s Ruth’s birthday,” said John.
“Neither can I .Mandy has a piano recital. And Ken’s working.”
“So, when, then? We can’t leave it forever.”
“Oh, I don’t know. I keep telling him he should go to a nursing home. He can get all the help he needs,
and we won’t have to worry about him.”
“Yes, and he might make some friends, as well,” Agreed John.
“But of course he doesn’t want to do that,” said Sue. “You know he wants to live with one of us.”
“Yeah, I know,” John replied.
“Well, we don’t have any space here for him. This place is much too small. You know that. Why can’t
he stay with you?”
“Because he argues with Samantha all the time .I told you that before.”
“Well, what are we going to do?”