Eralia’s POV
When I return to the truck, it’s still empty, Benny must still be in the pre K classroom with Tanner. My instinct is to go after them, make sure my brother is there and OK. He didn’t want to go again, is he currently having a meltdown? Is he crying? This is too much for Benny to handle, the man said himself that he’s not great with kids . . . s.hit, I should never have agreed to this, the man will be out of his depth.
As I work myself up in my own head, imagining my brother kicking and screaming on the floor of the cloakroom, I turn around to face the opposite side of the road again.
I’m about to run toward the pre K entrance when the gate opens and Benny appears, whistling to himself and . . . alone.
‘He . . he went in?’ I ask, a little skeptically as he approaches, stopp
