Jesus, it smelled like teen spirit. Susan threaded through, weathering assaults by B.O., perfumes, hairspray, artificial raspberry, undertones of bleach waging its feeble battle.
And there he was. Jeremy. So young. Perfectly feathered hair, face dotted with acne concealer, closing his locker while regaling a tall blonde kid she vaguely remembered. With a flash of irritation Susan recognized Jenny Moore hovering nearby. Whatever. They wouldn’t start dating until Junior year.
But look at that boy. Holding court with swagger he was decades from earning, spouting undoubtedly juvenile drivel.
Shit. She really should have thought this wish through more carefully.
About the Creator
Gina King
Wildlife biologist, Northwesterner, reluctant passenger in this wild 21st century ride.
The steps to losing a child
Step One: Lose a child. Not what anyone wants to happen and nothing you can do to change it, but you can go through steps to becoming happy again. You can go through steps to loving again. You can go through steps to become a new you because after losing a child you will never be the same person you once were.
By Tabitha Hinkley5 days ago in Fiction
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