Lindsay Anderson

Jill Lindsay Anderson

"How are you feeling about becom-ing a Gordon Glad-iator again, sweet sweet?" Mom smiled and asked, as she drove me to school. "Ex-cited? Ner-vous? Both?""Both definite-ly!" I piped. It has been a long time since I have been in a Gordon uniform, as well as the fact that it has been awhile since I have seen every-one.""I under-stand how you feel, sweetie, but don't you think that every-one will be happy and sur-prised to see you? After all, these people have been best friends and good friends with you for years.""You're right, Mom, and always know what to say." I smiled, as Mom pulled up to the curb of the middle/ upper part of Gordon. Giving me a kiss on the cheek, Mom smiled at me, and said, "I love you, sweetie! Have a great day!"