“I have a meeting after school today, so I won’t be able to bring them home with me,” Olivia stated while smearing her toast with marmalade. The events of the night before had resulted in restless sleep for them all and at 6 o’clock she’d slipped down the hall to her room, had a shower and dressed for the day. Hunter also had an early start; she’d heard him creeping out of the house an hour before she finally gave up on sleep.
“No problem, Mum or Dad will be there,” his eyes raked over her, “You’re all school principal looking this morning, I don’t think I’ve noticed what you wear to work before.”
“This is it, kind of boring but I’m supposed to set a good example so, like Kamala Harris I like these ensembles, pants with a jacket and shell top underneath.”
“Morning,” a sleepy Leo mumbled
