My Luna is already a mother

Chapter six: Unmarried with a child

Teresa POV

“Please forgive my rudeness, you're so beautiful. Your hair is amazing. I don't often see curls as thick as yours that extend so long around here” he finally spoke. How interesting that he mentioned my hair, his hair is also curly, but his are short with thin curls and I have long thicker curls. I have noticed that curls are not too common around here. My hair is full curl but since it's so long and heavy the top tends to seem wavy unless it's not weighed down. For example, when I pinch a strand in the middle and lift it a bit it begins to become a full-on curl. He and David have the same hair, I wonder who they get theirs from.

I blushed slightly at his compliment and replied, “thank you, my baby calls them Princess's hair. Or “pwinse ha” since he still has a baby voice. He's almost two. It's a lot more common in the neighborhoods we are from, being here makes it feel more special than it is.” His face changed suddenly and his eyes seemed full of brokenheartedness. -he must have noticed I have no wedding band and is pitying me. Small town people can be very traditional. “Please don't look that way. I'm very happy as I am. It's just me and my son but he is all I need. In some situations, it's better to be alone than to be with someone who can do more harm than good. But please have a seat and let's discuss happier things like David's schooling.” I tell him about my situation right away because people often ask about his father next and it's a subject I'd much rather avoid. It is a very practiced line. It moves people from pity to more positive emotions like admiration for being strong enough to be a single mom, approval of my decision to choose what was best for my child, or at least it makes them not feel so bad for me since it's something that was my choice rather than an unfortunate circumstance. Pity is a very common reaction to the fact that I'm an unmarried mom. Sometimes people look down on me like suddenly I'm a promiscuous flirt. For a moment though I swear I saw anger in his eyes because of what I said but then it quickly disappeared. Maybe I reminded him of something that happened to someone he knew. He and David sat in the chairs I placed in front of my desk specifically for these parent-teacher conferences. There were three chairs and they sat in the first two. I had three so that my student and both parent could sit and nobody would need to remain standing. I proceed to show him some of David's work. “David is a great student, very dedicated to his studies and very mature. He is very smart and one of the best in class. He gets along well with the other students although he does prefer to do things alone, he still does very well when we need to do group activities. He is doing great overall in all subjects and I see no cause for concern in anything. He's doing a great job and you should be very proud.” David beams with pride. I show some of his work in every subject to reiterate the fact that he is doing quite well. “It seems that he excels at everything. I'm very confident he has a bright future and will succeed in attaining his goals” I smile at them, and am quite proud of my student.