22. TEXTING
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I parked in front of the daycare and came down from the car. It was a pretty simple place and it was clear that my car was the most expensive one on the parking lot. This was not something that I would usually notice, but living abroad with less money than I had for most of my life, I became more simple. I was glad for the simple summer dress and sandals I wore. It was good enough that it wouldn't draw unwanted attention to me, that is if the people didn't notice my car first.
I walked into the reception of the small, quaint building. William didn't attend daycare back in Australia, Nicole was all the help I needed with my son, but I knew how it was like, and I liked the vibes of this place a lot, it was the kind of place that I would recommend for my child. Tricia was d
