Second Guessing: Too Close for Comfort

I’m pretending to wash dishes as I watch the neighborhood clique split up for jump rope circles. Laykie Taub is picking teams and of course Sori is picked right away. But she reaches over and grabs Toby Tropper’s hand before flashing Laykie a thumbs-up. Gosh, if I had half her confidence, PTA would be much more enjoyable.

Toby smiles gratefully at Sori.

“Spying on the kids again?” asks a voice in my ear.

I give a little shriek and drop a spatula into the sink. It bobs happily around in a bed of soap bubbles while I try to fish it out.

“Koby, you scared me half to death.”

My husband grins. “C’mon, you totally were spying on them. Sori is great, no? What are you expecting to see?”