Mackenzie
OF COURSE MY GRANDMOTHER wanted a play-by-play of my entire day at school after she arrived home from work.
I removed the cover from my Chipotle rice bowl, grateful the small town actually had decent food. ”It was okay.”
“Okay? That’s all you’re giving me?”
I picked up my fork and began mixing my food. “What do you want to know? It was just the usual boring stuff.”
“It couldn’t have been too ‘boring’ if you’ve made friends already.”
I shrugged.
She smiled and shook her head. “Teenagers. Trying to get any information out of you is like pulling teeth.”
“There’s nothing to tell. It was my first day.”
She set a glass of water down next to me and sat down in front of her burrito. “I suppose. By the way, I told them no beans. Like you said.”
“I see that. Thank you.”
“You’re
