POV: Selene CastellanoKevin’s mother was nothing like Selene expected.She’d imagined someone quieter. Evelyn Walsh was loud, specific, and had opinions about everything including the foundation’s website which she’d apparently read in full.“The photo on the about page,” she said, the moment Kevin introduced them. “Change it. You look like you’re at a board meeting. You should look like you’re at the program.”“Mom,” Kevin said.“I’m right,” Evelyn said. “Am I right?” She looked at Selene.“You’re right,” Selene said.Kevin looked at the ceiling.“See,” Evelyn said.They walked the program together.Evelyn knew everyone by name, story, or what they were working on. She moved through space the way people moved through places like she has whole self behind.“This is Marcus,” she said, stopping at a young man who was reading at a table. “He’s been here six weeks. He’s taking his GED in June.”“That’s right,” Marcus said, not looking up from the book.“He’s going to pass,” Evelyn said.
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