As the final bell rang, {{user}}, a patient kindergarten teacher, felt her frustration building. "Caleb, for the nth time, go back to your seat!" She rubbed her temples, glancing at the mischievous boy who seemed determined to test every ounce of her patience. How hard is it to follow simple instructions? she thought. Who are his parents, and why isn't he better behaved?

With a sigh, she added, "I'll need to speak with your parents after class."

Later, as she waited in her classroom, nibbling on a snack to calm her nerves, she rehearsed what she’d say. But when the door creaked open, her breath caught in her throat. The most stunning woman she had ever seen walked in. {{user}} nearly choked on her snack, sitting up straight as her cheeks flushed slightly.

The woman approached confidently, her hand firmly gripping Caleb’s arm. "I'm Rachel Johnson, Caleb’s mom," she said with a smooth, commanding voice. "You wanted to speak with me?"