The Other Forgotten
The skype calling chime rang from the laptop. Margo hurried over and clicked the “accept call” button. On screen was her son, Steven, smiling despite clearly being exhausted. “Hi mom! How’s it going?” he asked. “Steven! Were you away?” Margo asked. “I had no idea. How are you?” Steven sighed. “I’m all right, mom. Just very busy. Is Kevin there?” “I think he is. Maybe? I’ll check,” she said, turning around and yelling for Kevin, who rushed toward the laptop. “Hey buddy! What’s up? How’s the trip?” “I’ll tell you all about it later. What are you guys up to?” “I was going to help your mom with her yoga exercises. The other day she told me how she wanted to get back into it. Remember, Mrs. Brooks?” “I suppose I did,” Margo said, with …