I dropped Olivia off at school today. I was playing on the playground with Daphne and Greta when this other sitter came up to me and told me I had something red on my cheeks. I paused for a moment imagining different endings. One where I used swears and made all the children cry. One where I punched her in the throat and made the children cry...
I took the route without immediate tears and said.
I know my cheeks are red.
And walked away.
You don't think I've never noticed that my cheeks are red? Ugh. Leave me alone and save your commentary until after I leave.
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