Kindergarten Abuse: A Mother's Rampage

Summary

I am in such a rush to pick up my daughter, Ava Pennington, from school that I don't have time to change out of my work attire.

At the kindergarten gates, I run into the mother of one of her classmates, Candice Austin.

She sizes me up from head to toe and says, "You must be Ava Pennington's mom."

I politely nod. Just as I am about to say hello, her expression suddenly sours. "It's no wonder your daughter dresses so skimpily at school. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, does it?"

I am so mad that I nearly forgot to respond. "What nonsense are you talking about?"