The Comeback

I turned my grocery cart out of the produce aisle and pulled out the phone buzzing in my purse. It was Julia, my 19-year-old daughter, calling from college.

“Mom, I’m so stressed,” she said without even a hello.

“Business class?” I guessed. Julia had been struggling with the course all semester.

“I’m afraid I’m going to flunk the test tomorrow,” she said. “I pay