Third Tri, Unsolicited Intimacy, & An Almost Residence

I had a speaking engagement at a school the other day and I couldn’t find the building I was looking for. I stopped a lady walking past and asked for directions to the middle school library. She looked at my face, then my preggo belly, then back to face. She said (trying so hard not to look at my belly again), “Um, yeeeeessss, but are you sure there’s something going on in there?” I didn’t know how to say, “Yes, I’m the guest speaker they’re waiting on.” without sounding like a tool, so I just said, “Yes, there is. There’s a meeting for junior high parents.” She still wasn’t buying…