"Mom, come on, hurry up! Danny's here, honking his horn outside." Ace, his eyes glued to his phone, tapped his foot impatiently, the sharp rhythm filling the room with a growing tension.
"A minute!" his mom replied, hurriedly reaching for the saran wrap to pack his lunch. Her hands moved with practiced efficiency until she noticed her husband hand their son a twenty-dollar bill. "Here's a twenty, kiddo. Grab lunch at the cafeteria. Have a great first day at your new school!" he said, beaming, his voice full of pride.
Mary's brow furrowed. "Al, I'm almost done," she protested, the hint of frustration in her voice underscored by the way she clutched the saran wrap tighter.
"I'll eat it," Alwin insisted, rolling his eyes in exasperation, his lips twitching with a playful smirk. "Let's make sure the boy gets to new school on time, especially on his first day."
