11-06-2016, 12:58 PM
James wakes up the next day. It's a little chilly and cloudy this November morning but you can hear your mother banging around the kitchen and the smell of your favorite breakfast floating into your room.
When you muster the will to go downstairs you see your mom at the center of a whirlwind of activity. She's cooking, cleaning, packing snacks, writing out important numbers, packing more snacks, packing drinks, packing toiletries, and so on. Strangely she barely acknowledges your presents except to place your breakfast at the table for you. Your father peeks over the top of the newspaper he's reading to glance at his wife and then back to you as if to say, your mom is stressed again...
When you muster the will to go downstairs you see your mom at the center of a whirlwind of activity. She's cooking, cleaning, packing snacks, writing out important numbers, packing more snacks, packing drinks, packing toiletries, and so on. Strangely she barely acknowledges your presents except to place your breakfast at the table for you. Your father peeks over the top of the newspaper he's reading to glance at his wife and then back to you as if to say, your mom is stressed again...