Today, for the second time I caught hell for something that happened last month. I considered the verbal assault especially unjust because I wasn’t to blame for the misunderstanding in the first place. Be that as it may, my sister-in-law seemed in no mood for excuses when she harangued me for using inappropriate language around her kids.

At last, I’ve found a productive way to spend time with my mentee. I think so anyway, more or less. At minimum, I can bond with Ernie more effectively now. I’ll also be able to give his imagination a more positive outlet than the cheating and lying to which he usually directs it. Even so, I’m not certain the school’s administrators would agree that the potential upsides outweigh the probable downsides.