“Hey, how are you?” The silence shattered and heads once entranced in magazines looked up and towards the culprit. “I’m still in the doctor’s office waiting,” she explained in a loud talking-on-a-cell-phone kind of…
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“I think I’m going to fail,” my son mumbled about his upcoming standardized test at school. “You can’t fail,” I explained. “It’s just a test to let the teacher know where you stand. She needs to…