NovelEnglishKevin knew the drill as soon as he left Mr. Lopez's office. With the task in hand and aware of how Mr. Lopez operates, he made a beeline for Dorothy's office.
Finding her door shut, he hesitated for a brief moment before knocking.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNo response cafter two knocks, making Kevin almost believe Dorothy wasn't in. Just as he was about to turn away, a voice finally cfrom inside.
"Who's it?" "Ms. Sanchez, it's me," Kevin paused, "I need to discuss the project progress report with you." Dorothy didn't cto open the door but instead answered, "Alright, I'll email it to you." "...I need a hard copy." The request was a blatant improvisation. Who needs a paper report these days? Fortunately, Dorothy didn't seem to overthink it. Although she took her time, she eventually opened the door.
"Kevin, I haven't printed it yet. Go back, and I'll send it to you once it's ready." Kevin glanced at Dorothy. She had wiped away her tears and tried to appear normal, but it was evident she had been crying. "Okay, or you can just letknow when it's ready. I might not be in my office." It was a good excuse to cback and check on her later! Dorothy nodded, "That works." Kevin smiled, turned, and headed back to Mr. Lopez's office.
"Mr. Lopez...Ms. Sanchez was crying." Everett's hand froze on the documents he was holding, and he instinctively stood up, ready to rush out. But he halted at the door. "Mr. Lopez?" "Kevin, could you pick up Abigail and Langston from school early? Tell them they're feeling unwell, then ask Dorothy to head back to Bay Residence early." "Mr. Lopez, maybe... it'd be better if you talked to her yourself?" Was involving the kids really necessary? A direct conversation from him would surely fix things right away.
Everett shot him a look, his brows furrowed, "Just do it." "Alright." Kevin quickly left, leaving Everett alone in his office, feeling a headache coming on. His head ached, but his heart ached more.
After Kevin's interruption, Dorothy managed to stop crying.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe printed the progress report and placed it on her desk when the school called. "Hello! Abigail and Langston are not feeling well, can you cpick them up?" "Of course! I'm on my way." Dorothy hung up and rushed out of the office. She was in such a hurry that she didn't even inform Austin until she was in the cab, sending him a message that she was taking leave. After sending the message, Dorothy started to feel something was off.
For instance! The school always contacted Everett about Abigail and Langston because he didn't want Dorothy to be overwhelmed. He took care of all the minor details concerning the Kids. So, if they were unwell, the school should have contacted Everett today as well.
But Dorothy reasoned it out. Maybe the school couldn't reach Everett and then asked Abigail and Langston for their mom's number.
The school wouldn't make a mistake with something as serious as the kids' health, especially since they were Everett's children, and the teachers were extra cautious.
། Dorothy sighed, her thoughts once again drifting to Everett. He was so upset he wouldn't even answer calls, including the school's, and she felt. helpless watching him suffer, unable to do anything. Content belongs to sŵ.net
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