Moana

Both Ella’s and my eyes widened when Edrick came out into the dining room early the next morning and announced his plans.

“Get dressed, both of you,” he said. “We’re going to look at a school today.”

Ella’s jaw dropped. “A school?!” she shrieked, jumping up from her chair excitedly. “Really?”

Edrick nodded with a slight smile. “Yep. We’re gonna look into sending you to school like all of the other kids. Would you like that?”

With a wide, ecstatic grin, Ella nodded vehemently and ran over to her father. She threw her little arms around his legs and hugged him tightly. “Yes, daddy!” she shouted. “I really really want to go to school!”

me smile, and I could tell that Edrick was trying — and failing — to hide a smile of his own. “Go get dressed,

sprint toward her room. I thought I heard the sound of her tripping, falling, and skidding across the floor on her way, but she seemed fine. I stood, smiling, and

really did think about it, huh?” I

deserves to socialize with other kids. Besides… With the

was confident that I could easily handle both a baby and Ella on my own, so long as I had just a little help — but I wasn’t about to argue with Edrick. I was just glad that he had decided to send Ella to school after all. It was about time that she had a chance to make friends,

me happy, and so we walked to meet the headmistress. Ella walked between us, holding one of each of

with tall windows, stone facades, and arched wooden doors. There was a playground out front with lots of shade from trees and plenty of playground equipment, and there was even a garden on the other side with planter boxes for fruit and vegetables. As we walked up the long pebble pathway to the front door, an elderly woman stepped out onto the front stoop and waved to us. She had long white hair that was piled into a neat bun on top of her head, and wore an elegant suit jacket with a matching pencil skirt. As we approached, I saw that she had the school emblem

a bright smile. “You must be Mr. Morgan, Miss Ella, and…”

my hand. The old woman

then turned and held open the heavy wooden door for us. “Come on in. Let’s

lot of natural light. There was a gymnasium, auditorium, countless

to a closed and rather dusty looking

in through the window on the door to see a large, dark room with all of the furniture covered by white sheets. The curtains were closed and there were boxes everywhere,

used?” I asked, turning to

afraid our art program isn’t what it used to be,” she replied. “And by that I mean that it’s nonexistent right

I frowned. “What happened?”

away a couple of years ago,” she said. “She was getting on in age.

of the school. Of course it was out of the headmistress’s control, but I wanted to make sure that Ella went to a school with a good art program, and now I

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