Adrian's POV
Dragging Nancy's hand and clearing my throat, I ignored her stare. I led Nancy through the traffic of students, admiring their blazers and their tie. This was what I wanted for my daughter. For her to feel safe, for her to feel among. She was above middle class, and I wanted her to know that.
The headmaster's office was closed so I knocked, then opened the door when a thick, gruff baritone gave me permission to come in.
"Oh, Mr Adrian, how beautiful to see you once again. And look at you, little miss Nancy, buzzing to join your peers. You'll enjoy it here, I assure you."
I gave him my hand and his handshake was firm and strong. I developed a liking to him instantly, at least he wasn't suspicious and asking questions about my source of income like my own wife that
