Paige watched the clock tick anxiously. Soon, Ian would be there. The anxiety she had suppressed all day came back full force as the bell for the last class rang and the class filed out leaving her and Miss Dome, whose class was the last she had had that day.
“Miss Miller, is your brother coming or not?” Miss Dome asked when Ian did not show after about ten minutes.
“He is. Here I am.” Ian called entering the classroom and Paige had the pleasure of watching Miss Dome’s eyes get cloudy, then dreamy, then clear in an effort to get herself under control before she stood with a small cough.
“Mr. Miller?” She asked standing and when he nodded his reply, she offered her hand. “Lyra Dome, I am Paige’ homeroom teacher.”
“Nice to meet you,” Ian took her hand for the briefest of seconds. “I hea
