B-187
The mechanical door whirred to life and slid to the side as Victor stepped in. The classroom was empty of desks. Chairs were in a U formation. A slide projector shined onto the wall opposite to where Victor entered. Alex stood with his bulging arms interlaced with each other. He was tapping his foot and looking straight at Victor.
"You're late." Alex said. Victor nodded and walked over to sit next on the right end. He noticed Manny was sitting in the middle of the U-shaped chair set up. Manny acknowledged him and Victor gave him a quick nod.
"Where's Sara, Victor?" Alex inquired. Victor cleared his throat and gulped.
"She's--"
"I'm here. Sorry we're late, Dad." Sara spoke out. Her eyes were puffy and she was trying to hide the fact she was crying. Victor was sweet one second and then sour the next. He had really left her to figure herself out. Sara stepped in and the mechanical door whirred and shut behind her.
