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The woman’s eyes widened. “I don’t think you could see them too well on it,” she hedged.
Great. Now April was definitely fired. And the board member wouldn’t like to have been scolded for filming, so April had probably blown her chances to make anything out of the class.
“No worries,” she said weakly. “Thanks for coming.”
“That was amazing,” Marylyx McGorn cried, jogging over and patting April’s shoulder. “Thoughts, ladies?”
“We definitely need this class,” the other dancing board member panted, grabbing onto the desk and smiling, with what April hoped was sweat running down her transparent face.
“For sure,” the video lady said.
“Looks like it’s unanimous,” Marylyx said. “Welcome aboard.”
April barely resisted the urge to jump up and down and yell.
“Are you going to be a dance teacher, April?” Bo asked, trotting up with Minerva right behind her.
“She sure is,” the blob lady said kindly.
“Don’t worry,” Marylyx said quickly. “We’ll work it around your nanny schedule. Book a time with me online and we’ll put our heads together.”
“Thank you,” April said. “I will do my best to provide a safe and happy setting for residents to enjoy their exercise.”
“We know you will, dear,” Marylyx said with a smile.
“Come on,” Bo said. “We’re having a fruit ice.”
“I did promise a fruit ice, didn’t I?” April asked.
“See you at the next class,” Marylyx said, waving to them.
As they walked out into the lobby, waiving to Deerborne on the way outside, it was hard for April not to just let go and celebrate.
But there was so much uncertainty in her life. Again.
They held hands to cross the street. The moment they were in the park, Bo ran ahead to the fruit ice cart that stood in the shadow of the giant metal statue that commemorated the heroic women of Ulfgard. April knew the feeling.
“Are you okay, April?” Minerva asked quietly as they watched Bo sprint across the grass.
“Yeah,” April said. “Of course.”
If I get hired as a dance teacher, maybe I’ll still get to see the kids after he fires me…
“My dad is mad at you,” Minerva said, doing April a solid by stating it instead of asking. “Are you mad at him?”
It was funny, April had never even considered that.
“No,” she said after a moment. “All he wants is what he thinks is best for you and Bo. I could never be mad at him for that. He’s doing exactly what he’s supposed to do as your dad.”
“Why is he mad at you?” Minerva asked nervously. “It’s about the cadet program, isn’t it?”
Ahead of them, Bo was talking excitedly to the fruit ice man, pointing to April, as if to let him know she did have a grown-up with credits on her way.
“He worries about you,” April admitted. “But this is not your fault. It’s also about me. My life before I came here was… complicated.”
“I know it’s rude to talk about money,” Minerva said frowning. “But are you, uh, poor, April?”
“I’m fine, Minerva,” April said, smiling. “There’s nothing I need that I don’t have.”
