"Come on, Deanna!"
Deanna was more scared than excited that day. The Mother's Day Festival at school, exposing herself to those people again. But this time was different, she felt different. It was not a dance or a party, and she was not going as a chaperone. She was part of the family.
Of course, there was no shortage of discreet glances and whispers. The mothers present all belonged to the same social circle, they all belonged to wealthy families and shared the same network of gossip.
"Naomi, this is huge..."
"The school? Yes, it is very big... Stay with me so you do not get lost."
But she soon found herself alone in one of the patios, where they had set up a sort of "picnic" for the mothers and children. Naomi was talking to that same boy from the dance. Deanna smiled,
