“Hey.” I say, smiling softly and gripping the shoulder straps of my backpack when I see Lara waiting for me outside of the nursery.
“Hi.” She says, looking much happier than she did this afternoon. Something tells me it has nothing to do with school being out and everything to do with seeing Keeley again.
I nod and follow as she leads me inside the doors. There’s a small table with a woman sitting behind it, reading a thick book with her glasses perched on the tip of her nose. “Good afternoon, Clarice.” Lara says before bending and making a check mark on the list resting by the edge of the table.
“Afternoon, Lara.” The woman says, barely bothering to look up from her book. I’m not sure if I find her lack of caring funny or annoying, but I figure that as long as Lara’s fine with
