Chapter 4Thomas
“Are you ready for school today?” I asked Lacey.
“Yeah! I got my markers, and my crayons, and my notebooks, and my lunch.”
“Good girl,” I said. “Now, whenever someone talks to you, what do you say?”
“I say ‘please’ and ‘thank you.’”
“Good. Now, what’s my phone number?”
She repeated the number.
“And what’s our address?” I asked.
She rattled off her manners and our emergency information. I wanted her to be prepared to have a blast, while knowing that if something ever happened, she knew how to call me and where to go if she ever needed to get home. I decided to drive her to her first day instead of putting her on the bus, and my heart ached when she got out of her seat and went dashing for the door. She was so excited to go to school all day and be with her friends, b
