No rain.

I did promise blueberry pancakes.

I rub softened butter on one of the pancakes until it glistens, and then drizzle it with maple syrup. There is the crunch of the crispy edges when I chew.

I confess that the coffee from the press was not up to par.

Why is everyone in here wearing a mask, but he is not?

One of the last lunch dates before the kids are out for break.

I tell him that I am so angry I could cry.

I worry that no one is actually here. I open up the door to the locker room and yell for them.

You can say whatever you want as long as it’s true.

I laugh. I got what I needed though. I got exactly what I needed.

Patience. Patience. All will be revealed in time.