-Hazel
One day ago
James and I are in our room, me cleaning my desk and him working on his.
"James, sweetheart have you packed already for the weekend?" I asked when I look at our family picture, reminded that we're going to the beach house.
"Why, where are we going?"
"You have got to be joking, right?"
"Yes. I'm joking. I've already packed and put the children's bags in the car. Is your mom on the way?"
Thank God. I would lose my mind if he hadn't.
"She will be here in half an hour. I'll go tell Nora that our room doesn't need cleaning this weekend. I could give her the weekend off."
"We won't be here, so it could actually be a good idea."
"Be right back, sweetheart."
I put away the stuff I'm holding and go look for Nora. Maybe she is cleaning the kitchen. Today is wednes
