This morning I helped out at the finish of a large Thankgiving day road race. While we were waiting for the first runners to cross the finish line, there was a girl in the finish chute next to me who was doing the same job as I. She was disagreeing with her mother and pouting. Apparently, her mother recruited her to help with the finish line.
After her mother left, I talked to her--asking where she went to school--thinking she was about fifteen. She told me that she was a freshman at the local college.
I bet she lives at home. Time to get away from mom.
