Report from the classroom window.
At 1.59 pm I saw him striding towards the clinic, with Okaasan scuttling behind him.
I jumped up and down, punching the air in joy.
My 2 pm student arrived.
The car was still here in the parking area at 3.25 pm when I went to the gym.
It's gone now at 4.15 pm.
Tonight the three of us will gather happily round the kitchen table and chat about our day? So Okaasan, how was your trip to the mental health clinic????
I guess not.
Maybe...hopefully....Okaasan will be tired and stressed and not want to have any dinner. She'll sleep away the evening on the carpet, under the blanket by the TV and we won't have to have dinner with her.
And he can tell me why he hates me for forcing him to do this.
And then we'll drink some wine and beer.
And Nippon Ham Fighters from Hokkaido will win tonight's game.