spilled milk

So it was 7:40 in the morning and students were filing into the school after eating breakfast in the cafeteria. In peeks a little girl with a sad look on her face who says, “Do you know where Mrs. C is?” I said I didn’t but I could help her find her. (She was looking for the school social worker for help with getting some clean clothes). “I spilled milk all over me,” she says. I said, “I can seeRead more