âWhy not?â
Bobby paused, picturing Jett and Fannie together.
Sometimes, a person might be blind to their own feelings, even when it was clear to others around them.
Why should he interfere in their story?
âJust drop it. Stop thinking about her. Move on and find someone new.â
Alana, now somewhat regretful, replied, âAlright, then.â
After more discussion, they considered a new prospect.
âWhat do you think of this girl? Her grandfather is someone you know.â
âWho is he?â Bobby asked.
âYour middle school principal.â
The memory clicked for Bobby.
Back then, he was a notorious troublemaker, bouncing from one school to another over the years.
At his fourth school, an earnest meeting in the principalâs office had left a lasting impression on him.
The principal had seen potential in Bobby, not as a delinquent, but as someone capable of great things if he chose the right path.
Unfortunately, Bobbyâs tenure at that school had begun with a fight, landing three peers in the hospital.
His continuous absences from class embarrassed his parents enough to transfer him yet again.
The situation had escalated to the point where police involvement forced Bobby to reconsider his actions, leading to a change in his behavior at his next school.
âMom, why did I fight back then?â
âHow could I possibly know? You wouldnât talk about it, which left your father and me extremely anxious. We were almost convinced you were heading down the path of a delinquent. Weâve been to many parenting seminars. Weâve certainly made mistakes, and weâre actively working to make things right.â
As Alana was lost in thought, Bobby quietly made his way upstairs.
Suddenly, the question didnât seem all that important.
The next day, Bobby went along with the blind date arranged by his mother and didnât see Fannie this time.
After being away for two weeks on business, Adrian made his way to Auroraâs kindergarten.
Today was special; the school was throwing a farewell party for those moving on from kindergarten.
Adrian got there just in time, taking his place as the announcer introduced the upcoming act.
âComing up next, Aurora and her mother will present a violin duet!â
As they took the stage, Adrian clapped enthusiastically while Callan started recording on his phone.
Both Joelle and Aurora were wearing white dresses, creating an ethereal appearance with their flower crowns. Auroraâs tiny, shiny shoes sparkled beside Joelleâs elegantly simple silver ribbon shoes.
With a gentle and attentive expression, Joelle played the violin, her eyes seldom leaving Aurora.
Aurora held a pink violin that matched her size.
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