![]() Not the usual thing for a late Friday afternoon, but the gray clouds were threatening the area with more snow than they’d seen all year. He was able to pull right up to the door, as the parking lot was nearly empty. He glanced at the sky, sending another quick prayer to whatever Supreme Being might be in charge of small miracles for the day, and blew out a hard breath. ![]() They probably handled this kind of thing all the time. Their destination finally in sight, the tightness in his chest began to subside. Wasn’t six a little young to have that kind of attitude about parents? He sighed deeply as he pressed the gas and finally- finally-turned left onto 75th Street. He could almost feel her eyes rolling behind him. God, if Charlie didn’t make it…he didn’t even want to think about the prospect. His calm voice belied his own worry, though. The high-pitched wails of despair originating from the back seat had been assaulting his ears for at least ten minutes, and if Shawn hit one more damn red light he was going to lose what little patience he had left. ![]()
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