okay?”
“I will. Love you.”
“Love you too. Bye momma!” I hung up and checked my message.
Sorry it took me forever to text back. Had a meeting at work. You make it home yet?
I messaged him back telling him yes and went upstairs to change into my workout clothes. There was about an hour left of daylight, so I decided to run outside. When I got back downstairs, Parker had already written back. He told me he had been at work really early this morning and didn’t get much sleep after his shift, so he was going to bed early tonight. He briefly mentioned making plans for this weekend, so I said goodnight – reluctantly of course - and headed out for my run.
When I got home, I showered and ate some dinner. It was still early, so I gave myself a manicure and pedicure, painting my nails with my favorite color “Strawberry Margarita”. I wondered if Parker had done anything with the note I gave him. He didn’t say anything about it, but he sounded like he had been busy. As long as I didn’t hear from Brent again, I didn’t care either way. I finished some school work and thought going to bed early sounded like a pretty good idea.
Eleven
Stephannie and I had just finished up second period and had one left before our planning period.
“So, we’re going out for my birthday dinner this weekend. You’re still coming right?”
“Of course I’m coming! Are we doing Friday or Saturday?”
Ever since Stephannie and I became friends and officemates three years ago, we’ve been going out to dinner for her birthday with her family. I adored her boys and her husband was so funny. I didn’t get to see them as often as I’d like since they were so busy, but what family with children wasn’t? We got together any chance we could, whether it was just her and I, or I crashed a family party they were having. I loved every minute of it.
“Friday. We’re going to Maggie’s. Probably like six or so? I don’t want to stay out too late past the boys’ bedtimes. Is that cool?”
“Yeah, that’s perfect. We haven’t hung out in a while outside of this place.” Just as I finished my sentence, the bell rang for the next class. “Ugh, is it really only Tuesday?” I joked, and walked out to my classroom to greet my students.
Third period was my Advanced Concert Band class, so quite a bit of work went into it. I spent most of the class trying to correct a timing issue with the French horn section. We were almost done when the bell finally rang.
“Alright guys, put your stuff away and I’ll see you tomorrow. Horns, I need you to practice that section. Everyone else will fall behind if you can’t come in on the right count.” I liked to think I was pretty liked and respected by my students. Very rarely were there any disagreements or a student that got an attitude with me. They knew that I was serious about my job and that music was really important to me. They worked hard enough to meet my probably too high expectations. They always felt really great when we did well at our competitions, so I think that kept them on track.
I got back to my office and Stephannie was already pulling her lunch out of our fridge. I grabbed my water bottle off my desk and took a sip when my cell phone rang in my drawer. I pulled it out and my caller ID told me it was Parker.
“Hello?”
“Hey, I wasn’t sure if you would answer. Well, could answer.” He sounded like wasn’t expecting me to pick up.
“Actually I just finished class and was sitting down to eat lunch.” Stephannie looked over at me and I mouthed ‘ Parker ’ with a cheesy grin on my face. Just as I did, I heard the second bell ring that meant everyone should be in their next class by now. The bell seemed unusually loud. “Why did I hear the school bell while I’m on the phone with you?”
I heard him laugh slightly and the breeze whistle into his phone. “Actually, I’m out in the parking lot. I sort of figured out when
“I will. Love you.”
“Love you too. Bye momma!” I hung up and checked my message.
Sorry it took me forever to text back. Had a meeting at work. You make it home yet?
I messaged him back telling him yes and went upstairs to change into my workout clothes. There was about an hour left of daylight, so I decided to run outside. When I got back downstairs, Parker had already written back. He told me he had been at work really early this morning and didn’t get much sleep after his shift, so he was going to bed early tonight. He briefly mentioned making plans for this weekend, so I said goodnight – reluctantly of course - and headed out for my run.
When I got home, I showered and ate some dinner. It was still early, so I gave myself a manicure and pedicure, painting my nails with my favorite color “Strawberry Margarita”. I wondered if Parker had done anything with the note I gave him. He didn’t say anything about it, but he sounded like he had been busy. As long as I didn’t hear from Brent again, I didn’t care either way. I finished some school work and thought going to bed early sounded like a pretty good idea.
Eleven
Stephannie and I had just finished up second period and had one left before our planning period.
“So, we’re going out for my birthday dinner this weekend. You’re still coming right?”
“Of course I’m coming! Are we doing Friday or Saturday?”
Ever since Stephannie and I became friends and officemates three years ago, we’ve been going out to dinner for her birthday with her family. I adored her boys and her husband was so funny. I didn’t get to see them as often as I’d like since they were so busy, but what family with children wasn’t? We got together any chance we could, whether it was just her and I, or I crashed a family party they were having. I loved every minute of it.
“Friday. We’re going to Maggie’s. Probably like six or so? I don’t want to stay out too late past the boys’ bedtimes. Is that cool?”
“Yeah, that’s perfect. We haven’t hung out in a while outside of this place.” Just as I finished my sentence, the bell rang for the next class. “Ugh, is it really only Tuesday?” I joked, and walked out to my classroom to greet my students.
Third period was my Advanced Concert Band class, so quite a bit of work went into it. I spent most of the class trying to correct a timing issue with the French horn section. We were almost done when the bell finally rang.
“Alright guys, put your stuff away and I’ll see you tomorrow. Horns, I need you to practice that section. Everyone else will fall behind if you can’t come in on the right count.” I liked to think I was pretty liked and respected by my students. Very rarely were there any disagreements or a student that got an attitude with me. They knew that I was serious about my job and that music was really important to me. They worked hard enough to meet my probably too high expectations. They always felt really great when we did well at our competitions, so I think that kept them on track.
I got back to my office and Stephannie was already pulling her lunch out of our fridge. I grabbed my water bottle off my desk and took a sip when my cell phone rang in my drawer. I pulled it out and my caller ID told me it was Parker.
“Hello?”
“Hey, I wasn’t sure if you would answer. Well, could answer.” He sounded like wasn’t expecting me to pick up.
“Actually I just finished class and was sitting down to eat lunch.” Stephannie looked over at me and I mouthed ‘ Parker ’ with a cheesy grin on my face. Just as I did, I heard the second bell ring that meant everyone should be in their next class by now. The bell seemed unusually loud. “Why did I hear the school bell while I’m on the phone with you?”
I heard him laugh slightly and the breeze whistle into his phone. “Actually, I’m out in the parking lot. I sort of figured out when
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