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I mean, come on. This is a big jump to take in one day and he’s acting like he’s fine.
“And this is where they take naps in the afternoons after lunchtime,” the director points to a stack of cots and pillows. I can’t remember the director’s name—Lucas’ fault because I accidentally inhaled his putrid smell—but she’s nice and seems like she knows exactly what she is doing here.
I’m just impressed at how well the kids are behaving right now and that they offer a vegan option for Jadon’s diet.
She takes us into her office in the back. “Are you touring any other sites?”
“I did, yesterday, but I’d like to enroll here, actually. I’m just so much more impressed with this facility than the others I saw yesterday. So, if you have time, I can fill out the paperwork now.”
“Oh, wonderful!” she says excitedly and starts pulling papers from all kinds of folders, stacking them up in front of us. “I’ll be right back. I need to grab a few things for you. One moment, please.”
When she is out of the room, Lucas leans over to ask, “Are you sure this is the place? I mean, I didn’t get to see the others, and maybe they’re just as good, if not closer to work.”
I look over at him and try not to emasculate him on the spot. “The first place I went to, I spotted an ant in the kitchen, and they only employed the elderly, who couldn’t keep up with the kids they already had. The second place would not accommodate his dietary restrictions and said I would need to pack him lunch and snacks, which I don’t have time for while accommodating a new stop on my way to work. This place is clean, their incident reports are thorough, and they will accommodate Jadon’s diet. In addition to meeting basic standards, they also have programs to help him thrive.”
Lucas just looks at me with his brow raised. I’m coloring him speechless, I know.
“I think it would be good for him to learn Spanish, don’t you?”
He takes a moment before answering, obviously trying to make sure he doesn’t say anything else stupid. “You’re right. I’m sorry, I trust your decision. I just wasn’t sure if maybe you were trying to rush all of this.”
“No, I will always get him the best and hope he gets everything he wants and deserves in life.”
The director comes back and I still have yet to remember her name. Regardless of my attention to detail and everything within making sure Jadon has the best, I still am the worst with names. Especially whenthe Spray of Satanclogs my nasal passages.
“Alright, this is a complete application, schedule of events, and tuition rates. I see you are in the education field, so it’s a ten percent discount from the base.”
I nod, grabbing the papers to fill out. The director excuses herself to take a call outside while Lucas watches over my shoulder. Probably trying to see whatever I’m writing, since he knows exactly nothing about Jadon.
I get to the date of birth line and stop, noticing how close he is to my face, trying to see. “You want to ask me something?”
“I just wanted to learn all I can about him. When was my son, who you namedJadon Lucas Greenfield, born? I’m assuming that since it was early April when we met, he was born in, what, December?”
“October.”
He sits back in his seat. “Wait, what do you mean? That’s like…”
“Seven months.”
“I thought women were pregnant for nine months.”
Well, isn’t he just a freaking genius?
“I was in a car accident and he came early. Someone hit me while I was headed to a doctor’s appointment and drove off. The impact nearly killed him and we had to be rushed into a c-section.”
Lucas frowns and snaps out of whatever thought occupies his brain. “Wait, what? Did you ever find out who did it?”
“Nope. I didn’t catch the plates and no one else saw the accident. I just saw that the driver was blond, and that was it.”
“Wow,” he sighs. “Allie, I’m really sor—”
“Save your apologies. I don’t need them from you.”
He doesn’t respond to that.
“October 19. That’s his birthday.”
“October 19. Okay. Thank you.”
