And polite, too. Despite her lingering sleepiness, she invited Edie inside, and once Ava had closed the door, Ms. McConnell asked, “Can I get you some coffee? Or something to drink?”
“No, I’m good.” Edie trailed behind her into the dining room, setting her portfolio on the table while Ms. McConnell continued to the kitchen. As Edie spread out the documents she wanted to review, she heard the tell-tale sounds of a coffeemaker starting up, and within minutes, the rich aroma of hot java filled the home.
The children stayed in the living room, and now that the woman was up, they turned on the television in search of morning cartoons. When Ms. McConnell came back into the dining room, a steaming mug of coffee in one hand, she hollered over the loud television, “Don’t get too comfortable! I’m taking you to school in an hour.”
“Aww!” Ava groaned from out of sight.
Her brother quipped, “Do you haveto?”