My sister graduated and became an engineer. I didn’t go to college. I liked football but couldn’t get past Algebra I.
“He’s a valet,” my mom says on the phone.
I’m in the den playing Madden.
“No, he’s doing great,” she snaps before hanging up and plunking down on the couch. “Remember when your sister’s Eiffel Tower collapsed?”
“No.” I hand Mom a controller.
“You sat with her forever. I thought you were helping her fix it, but you said no, you were helping her cry.”
I scoot close and lay my head on her shoulder. “You go first.”
“He’s a valet,” my mom says on the phone.
I’m in the den playing Madden.
“No, he’s doing great,” she snaps before hanging up and plunking down on the couch. “Remember when your sister’s Eiffel Tower collapsed?”
“No.” I hand Mom a controller.
“You sat with her forever. I thought you were helping her fix it, but you said no, you were helping her cry.”
I scoot close and lay my head on her shoulder. “You go first.”
