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"You know, you can always cry on my shoulder," Ray offered. "I mean, I know that I didn't think it was a big deal that your parents were separating, but, since it upsets you--"
"I was upset, but now I'm just embarrassed. How could my parents just spring that on us? On me? Why would they show up for our daughter's party if they were getting a divorce?" Debra scowled. "They should have begged off and sent their regrets."
"Please, that's too normal for your parents," he scoffed. "Why would they ever do something subtle, when they can be the center of attention? Sometimes, I think they're worse than my mom and dad."
"At least Ally's friends are used to your parents and their brand of insanity," Debra sighed. "They've never met my mother and father, and now everyone who attended that party knows their personal business. Why? Why do Ally's classmates need to know that my parents are splitting up? I hope that Our Lady of Faith doesn't have a morals clause that extends to students' grandparents," she added. "Ray, I will die if this gets back to the school and they expel our children."
"If there was a morals clause, surely my father would have violated it by now," he pointed out. "it's not like he's known for behaving within the values of the church."
"True." She shook her head. "But your parents are still married!"
"Sometimes they adhere to the values more than would be ideal, I agree." He sighed. "Don't worry so much, Deb. No one will care about two middle aged people they've never met getting a divorce. It's not like they're gonna see them again."
"Maybe you're right. I'm probably worrying over nothing."
"If you want, I'll bring them to school tomorrow," he offered.