Tonight was open house at the boy's school. We sit through the PTA meeting, buy a few books at the book fair, and chat briefly with his teacher and head back to the car. When we get in the car, hubby turns to me and says "a girl came up to me and said you don't recognize me with my clothes on, do you?".
Thinking I misunderstood, I ask him to repeat. He says the same words again. My heart starts racing and I am not sure how to react. Then he says "it took me a minute to realize she was talking to the girl."
It was her swimming instructor.
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