It was great to see Amy so cheerful the next morning. She greeted me on the bench outside the school with a big smile.
“Hey, did you get any sleep last night?” I asked as I slid into the bench next to her.
“After we hung up, I slept like a baby,” she replied. “I can’t wait to see your office. It's the first thing I've had to look forward to in weeks.”
“Your dad is okay with you going with me?”
“Yeah,” she replied. “He’s hoping it snaps me out of my funk over Justin. He said I can hang out with you whenever I want.”
“That’s great,” I said. “You’re welcome to spend time at my office with me whenever you feel like it.”
It was a relief to see Amy in a more cheerful mood, and I was looking forward to the afternoon with her.
Time seemed to slow down after I reported to my homeroom and my
