Trick
Five Months Later
Nervous doesn't even begin to cover how I'm feeling right now. I've never checked Riley out of school, but today I'm doing it.
“Just sign here, Mr. Tennyson," the secretary tells me, after they've checked my license against the sign out sheet for Riley. “She'll be here in a few minutes, if you wanna have a seat."
It's been a long time since I've been in a school office. I glance around, layout still looks the same, even if everything else is a bit more technologically advanced. These chairs aren't made for someone with my height, and I check my cell phone, seeing how much longer I'm going to have to wait for Sprite. I adjust in the chair, right as the door opens, and in she walks.
“Trick!" She runs over to me, as I stand and grab her in my arms. We just saw ea
