LUCAS JONES
The seminar ended quickly than I thought, so I thought I should spend the rest of the day with my son, but I am not sure if he and Gina are back yet from the preschool opening.
As soon as I get to my car, I immediately call Gina to ask if they are at the apartment, but she tells me that they are still at the school, so I drive there instantly. As soon as I get there, Gina is not with my son.
“Your son already made a friend here. I think he is going to love it here,” Gina says.
“Um, I would ask my wife if she was here, but I have to ask you for my son’s best interests as someone who is his guardian and looks after him. What do you think about this school for him? Do you like it for him, or should we look elsewhere?”
She looks up at me and raises her brows, surprised.
