Poppy
The phone call from Zach last night was unexpected, and our plans for later were threatening to take over everything else. But right now, I needed to focus.
I clicked off the radio in my car, and focused on the road instead. I took a deep breath in and let it out, slowly going over what I wanted to say. I’d rehearsed countless times this morning, but I still felt unprepared. I had a fear of public speaking, and even though this was just a group of seven-year-olds, I couldn’t help but get butterflies in my stomach at the thought of presenting in front of the class.
When I arrived, the teacher opened the classroom door and beckoned me inside. Connor was seated in the front row and I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him with his hair neatly parted on the side and the adorabl
