9
CHRISTOPHER
As I left my office to head to the café downstairs for a mid-morning snack, I saw Emma leaving Mrs. Kramer’s office, looking as if she had an errand to run. “How’s your first real day going, Emma?”
She looked up, seeming stunned to see me. “Um, it’s going okay. Mrs. Kramer sent me to get us something to snack on. She said there’s a café just around the corner and she wants a fruit cup with extra pineapple.”
“I’m heading there too.” I couldn’t help the thrill that ran through me that she and I could legitimately hang out for a little while. “I’m not sure what I want yet. Yollie has specials each day, but she never gives a hint what they might be beforehand. I usually try out whatever she’s serving up.”
She nodded. “I’m sure I’ll find something I’ll like. I’m not even hung
