Page 44 of Olivia's Only Pretending
sugary nighttime cereals are one of the best desserts imo
Me
I suppose Watson agrees
Victor
proud and disappointed
I guess that’s being a parent
“Adam visited my class yesterday,” Lucy said from her spot at my kitchen island.
She and Adam had stopped by my house after a dinner date to pick up the dress I’d borrowed and drop off a purse of mine she’d borrowed, but somehow, it turned into the three of us sitting around my kitchen island, breaking into the to-go boxes.
“It was career day.”
Adam shook his head and let out a sigh. “Kindergarteners are scarier than you realize.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Scary? What happened at career day?”
Lucy and Adam exchanged a glance.
Lucy cleared her throat. “Adam came to talk about the city management offices. He brought all these fun mementos from the summer festival, plus some of the snacks we’d had at the festival to pass around. Popcorn and funnel cakes. The kids got pretend tickets. That part went really well.”
“Okay.” I stabbed a piece of ravioli from the Styrofoam container with my fork and took a bite.
“It went awry after the presentation part was done. I went over to tell Adam goodbye. We were standing by the classroom door, and mind you, he isn’t around large groups of kids much. So he’s totally out of his element,” Lucy said.
“I’m around large groups of kids a regular amount for a non-teacher,” Adam said, picking at a roll from the other Styrofoam container.
“Fine, but the point is he was completely out of his element. I’m trying for a quick and chaste goodbye, and instead, Adam grabs me by the waist and gives me a big kiss goodbye right on the mouth,” Lucy said through a fit of laughter.
“Oh, I’ve seen those goodbye kisses.” I rolled my eyes, stabbing at another bite. “I can’t imagine how a mob of five-year-olds reacted to it.”
“Hey, I wasn’t warned to avoid kissing in front of the students!” Adam defended himself, with his thick glasses sliding down his nose.
“I didn’t think I had to!” Lucy said, catching her breath after her laughter.
“I also think you should consider your audience more. I’ve seen you smack a big kiss on her at church, too.” I tsked judgmentally.
“I’m set in my ways.” Adam shrugged.
Lucy pushed me away from the takeout box to get her own bite. “Now, when the kids saw the kiss, it was full-on chaos. They were pointing and shouting, “look at Lucy and Mr. Lucy.’”
“Mr. Lucy?” I snorted.
“That’s what they’ve taken to calling him. Then they all started singing ‘K-I-S-S-I-N-G’ at the top of their lungs. It was so much commotion. I was trying to calm them down.”
“Lucy and Mr. Lucy sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G,” Adam sang in imitation, head hanging down.
“Adam was beet red. I was trying to usher him out the door, since he’d now become a total source of mania to the kids. I mean, they were singing so loud I had neighboring teachers coming over to check on our classroom, asking ‘Miss Rhodes, we heard a lot of commotion, is everything okay?’”
Adam’s head was in his hands. “One. Small. Kiss.”
“Small to you, but huge and full of cooties to a five-year-old,” I said.
“That’s all it takes for kindergartners. It was a scandal. I checked my inbox a bit ago, and emails were already rolling in with questions from parents about what their kids were saying about class today. ‘I was told Miss Lucy was kissing a boy inclass today. Is it true you were teaching the kids how to sing K-I-S-S-I-N-G in class today? Did you have a date at class today?’”Lucy was grinning from ear to ear, though. It was never boring with Lucy and Adam.
