Kallen is in high spirits these days. The Five Clocks are coming to our city in December, and it's been on broadcast and TV. I've know the Five Clocks ever since I was six; my parents used to watch their concerts every night before going to bed. When I asked to lay in bed with them, they would always tell me to return to my bedroom.
"Sweetie, help me with this lid," Ruth says, struggling with the peanut butter box. I twist the lid with all my might and it pops open. "Thanks. And also, lemme fill your flask."
"I don't have time. I have to go to school," I tell her.
"Come on! I'll drive you," she offers. On that note, I'm more than happy to wait. Ruth loves to fill our flasks with hot chocolate during cold days before we go to school. She misses filling K
