The Life of John Smith Chapters 5 6
As I started the drive to Carol’s house on Elm Street I wondered about mother. First this morning she did not come out of her room. It was nearly nine when I knocked and said, “Mother, I apologize.” After a short silence she opened the door a crack, but not far enough for me to see her and asked, “What are you apologizing for.” “I thought I did something wrong,” I said. “I am the only one who did anything wrong.” A silence followed, then she asked, “Can we just forget it and pretend...