Ten.Seven Hundred & Fifty
I hear a movie playing. I check his room and both of them are fast asleep. I had forgotten there was a dvd player in his room.
Scones? Muffins? I should at least get the coffee going while I decide.
I rinse the blueberries and the strawberries, sprinkle them with a little bit of sugar. Then I whip up some fresh cream and place it in a small bowl. There’s still plenty of granola. I set everything out on the table. This makes me a little happier.
Marlborough Pinot Noir.
I worry that they think that me being a mother, and placing a priority on being a mother, makes me more of a liability than an asset.
We go over the incident again. It was just a crazy way to end the day.
I make him take a shower.
So many people and no familiar faces. This is new for everyone.
His math and science teacher is black. Black! A black man for math and science, his most favorite subjects. I want to cry.