Needing Education

It had been a perfectly normal discussion about nicknames between the two new mothers. Ann Marie had been completely certain that they would call their son Sigerson on a daily basis until his Uncle Sherrinford paid a visit while picking up Heather from London and began calling him Myke. Suddenly, he was Myke.

Ann had been rather surprised. Mycroft merely shrugged, saying that Sherrinford had a way like that. Truth be told, he was glad to be rid of the nickname himself.

They'd gotten into confusing and inappropriate nicknames when Rose had come out with "I knew a boy when I was at Cambridge who went by…"

Without letting her finish, the blonde burst out with "You went to university!"

She did not so much as blush. "Well… Yes. Women can't get a degree there yet, of course, but I completed a major in history. My colour was an issue, but they're a liberal school and my father donated quite a bit. I mean, I was sixteen when I became engaged to Michael, we couldn't have married yet. And so I went to university."

Ann Marie let her go back to telling her original story, something within her panging. She'd barely completed finishing school, and that was enough for a girl. Or used to be… She could not shake the thought of her daughter starting university, perhaps at Cambridge, or Oxford, and lying about her mother's alma matter.