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Authors: Brooke St. James
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patted my shoulder. "Well that sounds good. You'll be close by. Maybe you can come by here more often. I know Thomas would love it."
"Maybe so," I said.
He looked at my car. "Can I help you with your supplies? I brought the sawhorses you asked for. I didn't know what kind of board you needed, so I brought a few options."
"I just need a long board to line up the sodas," I said. "Like 10 or 12 inches by 6 feet or so would be great, but anything will work, really. I can do it on the ground if I need to."
He smiled. "No, I have something that'll work."
We took the next five minutes to set up the experiment in the backyard. I put a tarp on the ground and we placed a board on top two sawhorses. I put a second tarp over his board since I didn't want to get it sticky. He helped me carry the two-liter bottles to the backyard, and I lined them up on the board. "That's all," I said once I had them situated.
He gave me a look of surprise. "That's it?"
"Yes sir. Thanks for all the help."
"Hey, thanks for coming." He gestured across the patio to the back door—it was the place I was standing the first time I laid eyes on Micah. I couldn't help but remember the scene when I looked at the big stones that made up the patio. "You won't have any trouble finding Claire and Thomas in the house," he said. He tossed his head toward the left. "I'm going to head on home and get dinner in the oven. Just leave the board and sawhorses where they are. I'll pick them up tomorrow." He put his hand on my shoulder again. "Thanks again for coming, Carly. It was good seeing you."
"It was good seeing you too," I said.
Claire happened to be standing in the kitchen when I came in through the back door. She didn't realize I'd be coming in that way, and she shot me a look of surprise but reached out to hug me the instant she realized who I was.
"Well hey Carly!" She held me at arm's length. "You look so beautiful!"
I'd gone home straight after work, taken a shower, and put on a fresh application of makeup just in case.
"Thank you," I said. "You do too." It was the truth. She was well put together every time I saw her.
"Thomas is so excited," she said.
"That's what Mr. Bennett said. I'm glad he's looking forward to it."
"Do you need help with your things?"
"Mr. Bennett helped me already. I'm all set up outside."
"Jesse, please. And call me Claire. You don't have to work outside. There's plenty of space in the arts and crafts room."
I shook my head. "Thanks, but we can't today. This one makes a mess. It's definitely an outside experiment." I glanced at her with a curious expression. "How many students do we have?"
"There are ten at art class, but a couple of them weren't sure if they could stay. Would you like to walk back there and see what they're doing?" She glanced at the clock. "They should be wrapping it up."
I nodded. "Sure."
I followed her down the hallway toward the art room. The house was familiar but entirely different at the same time. The living room was furnished with comfortable leather couches, and there was a huge entertainment system with a big screen TV and videogames. Built-in bookshelves were covered with books and all sorts of games. It was a fun, welcoming environment, one totally suited for a name like Happy House.
"This is really beautiful," I whispered as we made our way down the hall.
She looked back at me with a smile. "Thank you so much. We love it! I can't be here all the time so we have a lady from our church running it. She's great. Her name is Joan McClellan."
"I know Ms. Joan," I said.
"You do?"
"I think so… if it's the same lady who was painting with me that day."
Claire gave me a big smile and nod. "I'm sure it was. I believe Joan was here that day."
We came to stand in the door of the art room. Seeing the familiar gray color on the walls made me smile internally. The site of Thomas when he looked up and saw me made me smile for real.
"Carlyyyyyy!" he called, standing up and heading my way
"Maybe so," I said.
He looked at my car. "Can I help you with your supplies? I brought the sawhorses you asked for. I didn't know what kind of board you needed, so I brought a few options."
"I just need a long board to line up the sodas," I said. "Like 10 or 12 inches by 6 feet or so would be great, but anything will work, really. I can do it on the ground if I need to."
He smiled. "No, I have something that'll work."
We took the next five minutes to set up the experiment in the backyard. I put a tarp on the ground and we placed a board on top two sawhorses. I put a second tarp over his board since I didn't want to get it sticky. He helped me carry the two-liter bottles to the backyard, and I lined them up on the board. "That's all," I said once I had them situated.
He gave me a look of surprise. "That's it?"
"Yes sir. Thanks for all the help."
"Hey, thanks for coming." He gestured across the patio to the back door—it was the place I was standing the first time I laid eyes on Micah. I couldn't help but remember the scene when I looked at the big stones that made up the patio. "You won't have any trouble finding Claire and Thomas in the house," he said. He tossed his head toward the left. "I'm going to head on home and get dinner in the oven. Just leave the board and sawhorses where they are. I'll pick them up tomorrow." He put his hand on my shoulder again. "Thanks again for coming, Carly. It was good seeing you."
"It was good seeing you too," I said.
Claire happened to be standing in the kitchen when I came in through the back door. She didn't realize I'd be coming in that way, and she shot me a look of surprise but reached out to hug me the instant she realized who I was.
"Well hey Carly!" She held me at arm's length. "You look so beautiful!"
I'd gone home straight after work, taken a shower, and put on a fresh application of makeup just in case.
"Thank you," I said. "You do too." It was the truth. She was well put together every time I saw her.
"Thomas is so excited," she said.
"That's what Mr. Bennett said. I'm glad he's looking forward to it."
"Do you need help with your things?"
"Mr. Bennett helped me already. I'm all set up outside."
"Jesse, please. And call me Claire. You don't have to work outside. There's plenty of space in the arts and crafts room."
I shook my head. "Thanks, but we can't today. This one makes a mess. It's definitely an outside experiment." I glanced at her with a curious expression. "How many students do we have?"
"There are ten at art class, but a couple of them weren't sure if they could stay. Would you like to walk back there and see what they're doing?" She glanced at the clock. "They should be wrapping it up."
I nodded. "Sure."
I followed her down the hallway toward the art room. The house was familiar but entirely different at the same time. The living room was furnished with comfortable leather couches, and there was a huge entertainment system with a big screen TV and videogames. Built-in bookshelves were covered with books and all sorts of games. It was a fun, welcoming environment, one totally suited for a name like Happy House.
"This is really beautiful," I whispered as we made our way down the hall.
She looked back at me with a smile. "Thank you so much. We love it! I can't be here all the time so we have a lady from our church running it. She's great. Her name is Joan McClellan."
"I know Ms. Joan," I said.
"You do?"
"I think so… if it's the same lady who was painting with me that day."
Claire gave me a big smile and nod. "I'm sure it was. I believe Joan was here that day."
We came to stand in the door of the art room. Seeing the familiar gray color on the walls made me smile internally. The site of Thomas when he looked up and saw me made me smile for real.
"Carlyyyyyy!" he called, standing up and heading my way
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