Maggie
"But Mommy, I don't like drinking that stuff. It tastes funny." Zander's little nose scrunches up at me. I sighed in exasperation because I really didn't have time this morning to argue with him. I just needed him to drink the potion. That's it. I'm running around the kitchen like a chicken with my head cut off. Only half my face has make-up, my blouse is untucked, I can't find the car keys, and I'm pulling my last sock on while I hop around looking like a lunatic.
"Zander, just, please, for the love of everything holy, drink the juice!" I sounded absolutely defeated. Which, in all fairness, I am. If I didn't have a child to take care of and bills to pay, then today would be the perfect day for a skip day.
Zander grumbles and mumbles under his breath. "Fine, but I won't like i
