“What the hell is going on?” she thought. Everything was happening so fast, it made her uneasy. The next thing she knew, she was in the car. With that, her mother walked away, leaving Lauren clutching her best blouse. I’ll see you in the car in five minutes, OK?” When she finally spoke, her voice was calm.
Her mother stared at her for a long time. Am I the only one who hasn’t the faintest idea what’s going on?” “I don’t know anything about Red Button Day. “No, that’s not what I mean, Mom!” said Lauren angrily. “We’re running late and you’re still not dressed.” “Mom, listen to me for a minute,” said Lauren. I want us looking our best for our Red Button Day.” Just then, her mother came downstairs carrying some clothes. “Good luck.”īefore she could say another word, he quickly hung up the phone. “Well, it’s too complicated to explain now,” replied her boyfriend. “You didn’t hear about it in school?” he said, surprised. “What the heck is Button Day?” she asked. “You told me this was your family’s Button Day,” he said. “Hey, what’s wrong?” he said, when he answered the phone. With a sigh, Lauren picked up her cell phone and called her boyfriend, Michael. “I’ve never heard of Red Button Day!” whined Lauren, trying not to lose her temper. He got up from his chair and went to look for it. “You didn’t read the pamphlet?” asked her father. “Stop acting stupid!” growled her brother. “Am I missing something here?” asked Lauren in frustration. “Is that what you’re wearing for Red Button Day?” asked her mother. “We have to leave soon,” said her father.
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