C71 Failed Attention

Four years later. I was driving with Chandni beside me. I had gone to pick her up from school.

“Baby?” I called and she smiled at me. “Hope your classmates aren’t bugging you,” I said. I looked at her and then back to the windscreen.

“No, Mommy,” she smiled. “My classmates are good. I love my new class and our teacher is awesome.”

“I’m glad you are happy,” I smiled