If we leave now, we’ll be WAY too early. So the boys decided to find something to do that would kill at least 15 minutes.
Who could appear at 6:55 on a Saturday night at the Middle School, when the event was scheduled to start at 7 p.m sharp?
So the two boys, filled the red tea pot with water, waited for it to steam up, and then took their mugs outside, to escape the mayhem in our house. (Lemon Zinger.) Who knows what they discussed as they sat there together and chatted. They sat and drank their tea until a reasonably acceptable time had lasped. Then, together, the two friends walked to the middle school, at the perfect time. Casually late.