It was a Friday afternoon. Sam had just gotten home from school, putting his bag down he wanted to forget all the stresses of senior year. He was held back because of his poor performance last year and was determined to set things straight this second time. His family was supportive of him.
Already, Sarah had prepared the usual afterschool snacks for Sam. Cut apples and a peanut butter sandwhich. Effortless work, but still Sarah made them with love.
“How was your day at school honey?” Sarah asked.
“All good mom.” Sam answered with little enthusiasm and a sigh. “You know, the usual stuff.”
Sarah was a beautiful mother. She looked much younger than her age and did her best to maintain a decent figure while making sure her hair and makeup was done to please the two other men in the house. Her brunette hair went just over her shoulders, her brown eyes were always bright and brought a smile to anyone who laid their own eyes on her. Plenty of Sam’s classmates, who had come round before, always joked that they would definitely “tap” her. Sam was not pleased.