Prologue
Brat girl has for months been saving up
to go on holiday with bob and his parents. A few weeks ago bob broke
his leg on a building site and has been told by his doctor that he
can't go on holiday because his leg is still in a cast and it's too
dangerous to fly.
Act
1
Txt from brat girl: “Hi dad, i mite b
stoppin at bobs 2nite n im goin away 4 the weekend i wl b ome on
monde mornin but im stoppin at bobs threw week. Luv u x”
Txt from crap dad to brat girl: “Don't
u think u should have talked to us? Effectively we aren't going to
see from today for a week, if not more if u disappear for next
weekend too.”
Txt from brat girl to crap dad: “Sorry
i ment t say but i 4got. Bob wil b on his own nxt week. Xxx”
Txt from crap dad to brat girl: “Aaaah,
poor bob. U knew what u were going to do and decided not to tell us.
Forgot my arse!”
Txt from brat girl to crap dad: “I
cud be in tenerif tom 
bobs mom is al packed n getting redi n me
and bob r sat ere watchin the bill”
Epilogue
Evil stepmother to crap dad, “It was
obvious that she was going to take every opportunity to stay at bob's
whilst his parents were away. I just don't understand why she wasn't
honest with us and say something... Er, well... I suppose I do. She
knew we would put some conditions on it, like keeping in touch or
even coming home once in a while. It really frustrates me that its
always about her, she always has to get her own way, there's never
any consideration for anyone else. If she wants to do it she's going
to do it and sod what anyone else says.”
