But he was unfazed by this small incident. He strolled back to the podium with a grin, captivated the audience with his passion, and lavished praise on Cory once more.
Half an hour later, Paige burst into laughter in front of Cory, "Man, you should've seen the look on the principal's face. Priceless!"
"I'm starving. Let's head home for dinner," Cory said, taking Rosalynn's hand as they made their way out.
With the pad of her thumb, Rosalynn gently caressed the back of Cory's small hand. "It's okay, honey. Next time you don't want to do something like this, just tell the teacher straight up. No need to push yourself."
"I didn't mind it," Cory replied. "Who doesn't like a little recognition? I just didn't like that speech they wrote."
The script had started with three hundred words waxing poetic about the beautiful, sunny day.d2
Cory recalled the recent school event where kids from other classes, cheeks painted bright red, stood on stage, reciting with great emotion. He was so over it.
He threw away the script without a second thought.
The teacher had suggested, "If you don't like it, feel free to improvise."
So he did.
Short and sweet. No time wasted, or he'd miss dinner.
Since they were a big crowd, they had to split into two cars.
Jaime had wanted to ride with Rosalynn, but he ended up with Paige instead.
What irked him most was that neither Trista wanted to be with him nor with their parents – she insisted on staying with Molly, bursting into tears if anyone else tried to take her.
Rosalynn was surprised too; Trista seemed to really take to Molly.
Seeing this, Ivy quipped with precision, "Everyone loves a pretty girl. Don't you, Mommy?"
Rosalynn was speechless.
"Of course," she then replied with a smile.
"By the way, Molly, have you picked a tutor yet?" Rosalynn deftly changed the subject.
"I'm getting there," Molly said.
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