Shaking his head and swearing a blue streak, he realized what a fool he was. Heading down the mountain road from where the business was located, was not possible at this time, and would be an insane attempt on his part. The snow was already piled high against it and now it was impossible to get out never mind attempting to get to his car. He grabbed his coat, hat, notebook and gloves and attempted to push open the door.

I suppose I should think about getting out of here.” The sky was darkening and the snow was coming down in a fury. He went back to playing MINEcraft and hadn’t realized a full hour had gone by before he looked out the window. He shook that feeling away and put it back in his bad memory box. Loudly, told him to stand up and go into the corner in front of the classroom.

It was a minor lack of manners on his part and Sister Rita, in the heavy enunciation tone she used, wanted to make a point to the others. I guess there are some things you never forget.” He thought back to one more moment in time. “Wow,” Richard was done with that woman for the day.

Richard wanted to just escort her to the door and shove her out but he couldn’t let her get to him. OK?” He was awarded such a stern look that radiated down her long nose and stopped at her pursed lips. I don’t think I need to repeat the fact about the change in weather.” “Well, my ride is here, and you need to leave as well. “Are you aware, that everyone but you, left the building quite a while ago.” A car pulled into the lot and the driver tapped the horn. “The weather is to take a turn for the worse in case you missed the memo.” Margaret, aka Sister Rita, added a final sisterly comment. “I plan to leave as soon as I finish adding the notes from the meeting to my work log.” That was so not true since I was wrapped up playing the video game, MINECraft, and not doing anything work related. “Yes, ma’am and thank you.” I answered to be kind and not an idiot. Not a pretty picture, but I did my time and got out of there alive. Right now she was acting like Sister Rita and it was an instant flash back to my school life at Holy Bartholomy. Why was she doing the one thing that bugged the heck out of me, Richard fumed. “Richard, I hope you’re not staying much longer.” Margaret stood staring down at Richard, one hand on her hip, the other one tapping a pencil on his desk.

Stuck in the middle by virginia smith