the little folks, and staggered into the car. We left our
home once again in the charge of one dog and one purring
cat.

“Hey mom, let’s go to the beach. School is stupid.
My stomach hurts.” Lea whined her complaints as I piloted
my small green Porsche through the morning’s freeway
traffic.

“Well Leah, maybe the beach this week-end, but today
school. Sorry about that stomach, it hurts huh?”

“Yeah, why does school have to be mom?”

I laughed as I searched for some reasonable answer.