It had rained several times at the end of August. The summer heat wasn't over yet.
At 9 am, the gates of the international school were filled with the cars from parents who had come to get their children enrolled. Having expected this to happen, Pearl was wise enough to take a taxi early in the morning, saving the trouble to find a parking space.
Then Pearl took Bonny and Brandon into the school. As they were about to reach the teaching building, she suddenly asked, "Bonny, which class are you two in?"
Bonny was carrying a small, ladybug-style backpack while eating fudge. She shook her head, "I have no idea."
Brandon, who was on Pearl's right, revealed a look of disdain on his face. "Mommy, don't you know? You shouldn't be the one who asked us about it, right?"
She, as a mother, didn
