Chapter 6: Family Comes in Many Forms
I was in my classroom at school. It was my prep time, the last hour of the day again this year. I wasn’t sure whether I appreciated this or not. It was nice to be done teaching early in the day, but with no absolute requirements being made on me, I’m afraid I wasted more time than I would have if prep had been earlier in the day.
I was trying hard to concentrate when the intercom speaker squawked. “Mr. Bennett?”
“Yes?”
“There’s been a delivery for you here in the office,” the voice on the intercom replied. I thought I heard giggling.
“Okay, I’ll be right down.”
I walked down the hall to the glass-enclosed office. Both secretaries stood behind the counter, smiling at me through the branches of an enormous bouquet of red roses.
Holy Mother of Pear
