Annabell
The rest of the weekend passes uneventfully. Jacob and I are both nervous for the preliminary hearing on Monday. I'm nervous because I have no idea what to expect from Mrs. Calzone. Jacob is probably nervous because he's remembering his Vermont experience.
We both rise early on Monday morning because we're expected in court at 9:00 sharp. Jacob rises at 6:20 as is his custom each and every morning. He's showered and dressed when I crawl out of bed at 7:00.
At 7:30, Mom comes over bringing strawberries, apples, and cherry oatmeal. Today is a red food and clothing day, and she knows it.
After breakfast, we get ready to leave. Jacob takes one look at the bright orange car we will be riding in and fleas.
"Great! Not what I need on this morning," I sigh.
"What's wrong?"
"He hates orange for some strange reason."
"Well, that's what we have. I can't paint the car in 45 minutes. Can you convince him to ride in it?"
"I'll try."
I find Jacob cowering in his closet and kneel next to him.
"Jacob, it's OK. Mom didn't know about your aversion to orange. This is the car we have to take to the courthouse. I'm sorry, but there is no other choice."
"But, can't you call Phyllis?" he asks in a shaky voice.
"Unfortunately, she's working with students this morning."
"Please?"
"No, but I can call Jennifer and see if she will drive us to the courthouse."
"Does she have an orange car?"
"I don't know."
I quickly dial Jennifer's office number and explain the situation. She promises that her car is bright red. I sigh with relief. Within 5 minutes, she's at my door, and we all get in the car.