But she will just say this: her poor little family is battling one major disappointment after another. Boom! One kid hit. Boom, crash, bang. Same kid hit more. Ping! Another kid hit. A third bites the dust with his/her own disappointment (and trust her, some of these are BIG) too.
Sigh. . . . what do you do, parents?
She's already dreading college and the Ivy League applications and, most likely, rejection letters.
Send her good juju, folks. Those creative juices are residing somewhere in the Bahamas, too. She is trying to buy a plane ticket for their return but no luck. Maybe all that volcanic ash in Iceland somehow floated into and clogged her own operating systems. . . .