Eralia's POV Turning away from the Elementary entrance, I start to walk further down the path before opening the gate built into the fencing and walking toward a large double wide mobile home that has been converted into the pre-K school. We walk up the steps, and I push open the door, stepping into the small area that has coat hooks screwed to the walls, children’s coats already in place, hanging over cubbies that hold lunch boxes and bags belonging to the children. Helping Tanner out of his coat, I hang it up on the peg next to his name, before guiding him through the door to our left that opens into a large space where children are scattered, doing different activities. ‘Good morning, Tanner, how are you today?’ a sing song voice calls out as Miss Harriett, one of the helpers, comes

