“You don’t understand!”
“I understand perfectly. You’re failing.”
The voices were growing loud enough that people at other tables were pausing and awkwardly looking over at the commotion.
I snuck a glance. A teenage boy, probably 16 or 17-years-old, was typing on his phone, trying his best to ignore his mom while she sat across the table from him with her arms crossed Continue reading “Alone” »