Nefretiri
"Careful," I squeaked, nearly jumping out of my skin when Brandon's hand slipped. "It's got to go back to the classroom!"
"I got it, Luna," He huffed, making a second attempt at mounting the smartboard we were borrowing from the kids. Taylor and I had ordered one for each class to make life a little easier for the teachers and because we got a fantastic deal for buying so many. "There, it's mounted."
"The pups might not get it back," Vince mused, turning it on. "It looks good here."
I shot him a look, and he shrugged with a small smile. I wasn't sure if he was joking, but he was right. I might keep it in here and buy the kids a new one. If keeping everyone distracted with the latest toy was worth the money I spent, it was worth it. We were all tired and on our last nerves. It was a miracle we hadn't ripped each other's heads off. Thankfully, we were managing to keep our tempers at bay.
