Disaster

SARAH

I balanced on the chair placed on top of the table while painting a sunflower right below the ceiling of the orphanage's common room. I was in that freaking room alone because… well, the kids from art school decided not to show up. Since Sister Rita had already bought paints and brushes, and I didn't want the kids to be disappointed, I was currently playing Van Gough, minus all the craziness and cutting the ear.

Dressed in sneakers, jeans shorts, a sweatshirt, a baseball cup on my head, and with no makeup on, I had already been mistaken for a high schooler three times, and the party for the donors was only just beginning. Of course, the real awkwardness began when Liam appeared and called me Mommy in front of confused guests… This was going to be a long day.

I had finished painting the yellow and orange petals and needed to rearrange my fragile construction. I jumped down and slowly pushed the table with the chair, careful not to spill the paint standing on it all over the flo