"What happened on your first day of Kindergarden?" Dr. Johnson asks calmly.
"We'll...."

*

I am 6 and you are 3.
You are shaking and crying, I feel really bad though I know that I have no reason to.
"Come on Mikey! It's only for a few hours!" I beg you to let go of my leg.
You just continue to shake your head and clutch on even tighter.
"What's wrong?" I ask softly.
"You will fo-git about mwe." You cry.
I gently reach down and ruffle your soft blonde hair, "Never." I whisper.
You look up at me with your big hazel eyes, "Pwomise?"
"I promise."
"Pinky pwomise?"
I hold out my pinky and you wrap yours around mine.
"Pinky promise." I whisper.

*

"So what happened when you went to Kindergarden?"
"I made a new friend."
"who?"

*

Raymond Toro was his name. He had a small Afro and a wide smile. We played with the paint at the school and became fast friends.
"Gerard, who is this?" Momma asks when school was over for the day.
"My friend Ray. Look at his awesome hair!"
"It is pretty awesome!" Momma laughs.
"By Ray! See you tomorrow!" I exclaim.
"Bye!" He says back.
The whole car ride home all I could think about was you. I wasn't sure that you were truly alright with me gone for the day. When I get home I race inside to look for you. You are in your room sitting pouting.
"What's wrong Mikey?" I ask.
"Momma yelled at mwe!" You cry.
"What for?!"
"I twied to wun away to find you, but Momma caught mwe!"