I arrived for pickup 50 minutes early.
Alice came out beside Sophie.
And I left, actually left.
Her hair was messy.
Her backpack hung crookedly over one shoulder.
She
also looked happy.
My eyes immediately searched her face.
She thought for a moment.
“I did the school face today.”
“What does that look like?”
“Like I’m not scared even when I am.”
She looked toward my car.
“You were here early, weren’t you?”
“You were here early, weren’t you?”
I reached for her backpack.
She pulled it closer.
My first instinct was to tell her it looked heavy.
I reached for her backpack.
My second was to take it anyway.
Instead, I lowered my hand.
Alice adjusted the strap herself and started toward the car.
I walked beside her.
And Alice carried her own backpack.
Alice adjusted the strap herself and started toward the car.
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