After closing her shop, Amelia drove directly toward Eric’s school. It was a two-story building in the middle of the town.
When Amelia arrived, Eric had been waiting there in the parking lot. Seeing Amelia, he waved his hand to her first and then ran towards her truck.
“Good afternoon, Anne.” He sat in the passenger seat as usual and greeted her.
Amelia smiled, “How about school today? Any new letters?”
Eric blushed. He had already hit puberty, was much taller than two years ago, and had a handsome face. Lots of girls liked him.
“You know I don’t want letters, Anne.” He coughed to cover his embarrassment, then changed the topic, “What’s our training today? You said we could go explore the Misty Forest when summer comes. Can we go today?”
