21 MinutesSusan Gibbons
“Looks like rain,” MaryBeth comments as she pulls over to the curb looking up into the graying sky. “Are you sure you’re ready for this, Jill? It’s such a humongous step for you!”
“It’s on my to do list! Today’s a good day. I feel good today.”
“Don’t get me wrong. I am proud of the strides you’ve made, but this!”
“I’ve got my gloves, my hand sanitizer, and my headphones. I don’t think I’m forgetting anything. I’ve checked all morning!”
MaryBeth presents a small box of tissues to me. I stuff several into my jacket pocket as I pull a pair of white, leather gloves out.
“Bus will be coming soon.”
“You’ll meet me at the end, right?” I assure myself.
She smiles. “You have your cell? You call me if it gets too much!”
“Of course! I’ll meet you in front of the froze
