Focus On… I 28C

=Right outside the conference room, just as the door closed behind Steph, she held her one second ago ringing phone to her ear with a smile on her face and heard. “Mom!”

“Oh Sweet Angel, I knew there was a reason I gave birth to you.” Steph smiled with her eyes closed. Another boring session and the call from Peggy was more than welcoming.

“Mom! I don’t have time for this, we have a problem.” Even though she can hear her smiling.

“That’s it my Angel, keep talking. Mom needs to hear your sweet voice.”

“Uhh…”

Steph scoffed, opened her eyes and shook her head. More seriously, “I’m listening. What’s wrong.” Even though she would have loved to play. The session was just so… boring.

“I went for my sculpting-“

“Oh yeah! That was today. How was it? Did you make any new friends? What did you wear?”

“Mom! None of that is important.”

“Right.” She creased her forehead for a bit in fake concentration. Then she smiled.