Mia
The moment the chauffeur parked the car at the front of St. Peter Elementary School, I felt my heart skip a beat. This would be the first time I was picking Aria up by myself, though it hadn’t been the first I’d been here. The previous two had been with James when he allowed me to tag along simply because the three of us had to go out shopping afterward.
“I won’t be long, John,” I said to the chauffeur.
The driver said, “Take your time, Miss Donovan.”
A few moments later, I was making my way toward the main building where reception was situated. As I was doing so, I couldn’t help but feel more than a little nervous. After all, I wasn’t used to doing this sort of thing, going on errands and picking kids up after school. It was completely new to me for sure.
“Hi,” I said the moment I was in front of the reception desk.
The elderly woman looked up and gave me a bright smile. “Hello, dear,” she said. “How can I help you?”
