peeepod

“You’re a little late, dear! If you had come home one minute later, Mummy would have been very upset with you!! Do tell me what kept you so long. These past four months I have been teaching you about the importance of time and how important it is for you come home straight after school. Just straight after school. I’m disappointed in you right now, I must admit.”      He barely gets his coat and boots off before she shoves him into the kitchen where his hot meal is waiting on the table. Mummy’s been acting strange and he can’t figure out what’s different. He watches her flit about the kitchen mumbling as she fills a glass with ice cold milk and sets it on the table for him. She wipes imaginary spots of dirt from the countertop, stove, and fridge before quietly folding herself into the chair next to his – her finger gently tapping on the table. He can tell she is politely annoyed by the way her foot shakes under the table. This has been going on for a few weeks. And he doesn’t know what