When I spotted Vyrie sitting in her chair, I ground to a standstill at the classroom door and smiled. She has returned to school. I didn't see her or talk to her yesterday, which I understand because she may have been resting after what happened. Before taking my seat, I took a step closer to her. I noticed her writing on her paper, and she appears to be more creative today. When she noticed me standing in front of her, she stared at me. But all she does is smile at me. What's the matter with her?
"Are you all right?" I inquired.
