Larry Calls Sharra About Brooke’s Car
The evening is quiet.
Larry stands outside his house, phone pressed tightly against his ear. His expression is serious. He keeps looking toward the driveway, clearly frustrated by everything that has happened with Brooke.
After a long breath, he finally makes the call.
The phone rings.
Once.
Twice.
Sharra answers.
Larry? What’s going on?
Larry looks toward the house before speaking.
I need you to do something for me.
Sharra immediately notices the seriousness in his voice.
What happened?
Larry pauses for a moment.
I need you to take Brooke’s car back.
There is silence on the other end.
Sharra’s expression changes.
What?
You heard me. Take the car back.
Sharra sits down slowly, trying to understand what Larry is saying.
Larry, why?
Because Brooke is refusing to go to college.
Sharra closes her eyes for a moment.
Larry…
I’ve already talked to her.
His voice becomes firmer.
I tried explaining it to her calmly. I told her why college matters. I told her this isn’t about controlling her life.
Larry takes another breath.
But she doesn’t want to listen.
And you think taking her car away is going to fix everything?
I think she needs to understand that there are consequences.
Sharra remains quiet.
Don’t give her the car back until she agrees to go.
No, Larry.
Larry looks surprised.
What do you mean, no?
I mean I’m not doing that.
Sharra, please don’t make this harder than it already is.
I’m not trying to make anything harder.
Her voice becomes emotional.
I’m thinking about Brooke.
So am I.
Then don’t push her too hard.
Larry says nothing.
She’s already upset. You know that.
She takes a deep breath.
What if you push her so far that she does something stupid?
Larry’s expression suddenly changes.
Sharra…
I’m serious.
She’s only eighteen, Larry.
Exactly.
She’s eighteen. She’s old enough to understand that her choices have consequences.
She’s also eighteen and still trying to figure out her life.
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