One moment I was being I had to see the guidance counselor and the next I was calmly asked by the police officer to go next door. He had to update my principal on his findings.
Although my mind wanted to worry, there was an overwhelming feeling in the air that I had nothing to worry about. Tom opened the door for me where I had anticipated seeing a discouraged mate. Instead, Lucian sat in the cushy office chair behind that old large wooden teachers desk. His feet were kicked up and his eyes closed. As soon as the door was shut he curled his finger for me to come closer to him.
“What’s going on Lucian?” Walking closer to him my worries felt like they were being lifted away. “Lucian? What’s going on?”
“Come sit on my lap and I’ll tell you.”
“Lucian, we can’t...” he grabbed my arm and
