First Born Was Invited To a Dance

First Born was invited to a dance.

By a boy.

A tall, hockey playing boy. 

She got a new dress. 

She borrowed high heels. 

He brought her a corsage. 

She was excited. 

She looked beautiful.

Off she went.  

They had dinner with some other people. 

Off they went, again. 

The lad then got a text message.

From his mum. 

He became moody.  Very moody. 

First Born enquired, was there something wrong? 

"My Great Grandmother has just died". 

Oh dear.  

The evening was ruined.  No dancing. No laughing. No fun. 

The lad was distraught.  He left. 

First Born was left. 

So.

She danced with her girlfriends. 

She came home with her girlfriends. 

She had a nice time, with her girlfriends. 

But, we all felt sad for the lad. 

After all, his Great Grandmother just had passed. 

Or had she? 

A few days later, First Born received the following text message. 

'Great Grandma didn't die after all.  My mistake'.

They haven't spoken since.