 NeeNee Omniscient Omnipotent Pie Maker
With the general tumult she’d been facing lately, she’d had less sleep than she might have liked. And she was more scattered. And yes… okay, maybe she had almost forgotten that she promised to help Marcus out with his class. The point is that she hadn’t completely forgotten. So it was okay.
So, practical classes? Okay, simple black dress. Low(er) heals. And she being so tired, she just couldn’t get warm, so her bright pink cardigan would just have to be a part of her ensemble, whether it matched or not. Class, Caroline... NOT a vintage fashion show... Frazzled as she was, she never found her reading glasses before making her way down to the first floor. But it was a practical class, so she didn’t need them, right? Right? And for crying out loud Caroline, you’re helping, not a student.
Cari slipped into the class and hung back by the door, surveying the room. Whoa. No desks, guess I really DIDN’T need my glasses. Students seemed to be flocking to the class in droves, and it didn’t surprise her at all. Marcus was already a hugely popular teacher and this was his first class.
She wondered how he did that.
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