River's Point of View...
I had stayed up late getting my work done for school when I got home from practicing with the band. I set my alarm and woke early to finish the rest this morning. Mom had come to my room while I was working at my desk, and I hadn't known she was there until she cleared her throat awkwardly.
"River, I'm sorry I was so hard on you the other night. Your dad is right. I should be more supportive and recognize the effort you've been putting in. I'm happy to see you getting your work done for school. I'm proud of you for that son," Mom said as her voice faltered, and she walked out of my room.
I spun around in my chair and looked at her. I didn't know what brought this on, but I was grateful. I found it SO f*****g hard to focus at school, and it was easier just not to
