It Was Getting Hotter
She struggled to keep on the course, ashamed, fanning herself with a book. Yet all she could worry of was the summer heat, which had finally crept past the 90-degree point. Hours went by, and the day seemed like it was forever. While the students were thrilled to see the new art instructors, Julia felt like she wasn’t making a strong impact that day.
It Was Getting Hotter
The Rest Of The Day
After a long stream of introductions, the lessons seemed infinite! Any 13-year-old who came through the doors to see her had a new opportunity to create an impact, and she felt like she was wasting it. The day was nearly over; she came back, relieved, to her car. She was mortified to see her dress sticking up against her back like a wet cheesecloth. She assured herself that a new day would be tomorrow at least, as she carefully scrubbed it in the sink and hung it to dry.
The Rest Of The Day
