Once a week, Sarah went to the lodging house and taught the other boys what school would have, if they had gone. It started when she and Jack were dating, but continued on, even when he left for Santa Fe or wherever.
Today though, the day she normally taught, there was someone else teaching. It was— she squinted to see the slightly taller form surrounded by smaller ones, Bumlets.
She sat down on the bunk and listened to his lesson.
"Sorry, Sarah," she finally heard, looking up to his sheepish smile, "they were just so enthusiastic about it today, that they couldn't wait."
"It's fine," she replied, smiling softly, "Thank you for doing this, Bumlets."
He scrunched his nose and flushed a dull red.
"It's Alejandro," he said, speaking slowly as if used to introducing himself to people who couldn't pronounce his name.
"Well then, thank you, Alejandro," she amended, hiding a smile when she noticed his fidgeting.
"Anyways," she continued, "I think that we should make up some lesson plans, so we know what we're teaching and so we don't overlap, you know?"
Alejandro nodded and Sarah grinned, adding onto her statement.
"Maybe over some dinner?" she suggested.
He choked and nodded once more, standing up and offering her his hand.
She took it and didn't let go once she stood up, instead leading him down the stairs, despite his multiple stumbles.
"I'll pay," he finally got out, voice strangled.
She looked back and smiled gleefully at his blush.
"It's a date."