The lady in charge pulled me aside almost as soon as we walked in.
“I don’t want to make a fuss, but this is a ‘Mommy and Me’ painting session.”
“I understand. It’s just-”
“I’m sorry,” she interrupted. “No exceptions.”
“But, we really-”
“Ms. Pickering,” another woman approached. “This is Molly, the girl I spoke with you about.”
“Molly? Oh. Your mother is the one who...I’m so sorry.”
Molly turned to her and said, “Daddy and me will be just fine.”
Yes we will.