S
uri drove slowly up to the entrance of Miri’s high school scanning the crowd for her daughter. Each week she tried to take a different kid with her to go visit her father and today was Miri’s turn. After the day she’d just had — she couldn’t remember the atmosphere in the clinic ever being this frosty — all she wanted to do was go home and curl up in bed. She dreaded the thought of spending two hours in rush-hour traffic. But she couldn’t disappoint her father; he lived for her visits.
Couldn’t disappoint. Not her father not the elderly ladies. And look where that got her: Aviva’s embarrassing accusations of irresponsibility. Shooting her dagger looks whenever they crossed paths today. Aviva was taking this whole thing really personally and it was making Suri quite uncomfortable.
Well that’s no shocker after what she’s just been through with her husband’s financial blooper. No wonder she was so sensitive about this. And why weren’t you more professional?
Because she just couldn’t handle disappointing other people even at her own expense.
