Cold hands warm heart.

I was the flower child but also fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down. Today was no ordinary day though I was caught between a rock and a hard place, and my parents were questioning my absence of school that night, I attempted to explain to them but it was like I am talking to a brick wall. Truth was, I was just a chip off the old block and our entire family were as stubborn as a mules. That night I came home with a friend and my parents immediately replied my late coming with rude accusation of "look what the cat dragged in." This type of reaction wasn't new, my love toward them has long since been dropped like a hot potato. I was in my room around 8:00pm then my parents entered, which was new and I grew cold feet, my blood ran cold and my heart dropped to a bottomless pit. They wanted to have a talk about my misconduct, but I figured it was better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick. As it turned out they truly had cold hands warm heart as they seemed much more fearful all but under the skin.