Mrs. Stark was letting us create Mother's Day gifts in art class. The other kids excitedly chose their supplies as I wondered what you give an aunt for Mother's Day. She came over and sat down by me, that stupid sympathy look I hated in her eyes. I wanted to stab her in the eyes with the child-proof scissors in front of me, but just nodded sweetly as she spewed out stupid gift ideas for aunts. In the end, I just made her a card, scrawled sloppily in just pencil, with two happy stick figures that were supposed to be my aunt and uncle on the front.