Gemotions

The phone call had been a complete surprise. The school, informing Sarah that her son, Ethan, would have Miss Peterson. Miss Peterson. Sarah felt a sudden, unwelcome heat bloom in her cheeks. The woman who’d perpetually called her 'scatterbrained'.

Sarah spent the following days in a state of agitation, replaying every minor transgression from her childhood, every forgotten homework assignment. She woke in the night, staring at the ceiling, her mind racing. What would Miss Peterson think of Ethan? Would she treat him the same way?

The first day of school arrived, and Sarah felt as though she were the one taking the test. The school loomed large and imposing, the same brick building she’d walked away from years ago, promising herself she'd never return. She watched Ethan, his young face bright with excitement, and her heart felt heavy.