Lodging the phone in between her shoulder and her ear, Kennedy stuffed her books in her backpack. “ I–Hopefully, mom. ” she responded with a soft sigh. She knew how much her mom liked to have them there as a family. “ I’m going to try my hardest to make it…okay? I may be a few minutes late. ”
“That’s no problem, sweetie. I’m glad you can make it. We’ll wait for you.” Bonnie assured her daughter, a sweet smile brought to her lips at the notion Kennedy would join them for dinner. “How’s your studying going? Do you guys got algebra in your head?” The young mother inquired, wanting to know if she and her friends had success with the complexity of math.