And now back to Logan...
Logan took the elevator down to the street with Sean, Tynan and Molly. As he unlocked the doors to his car, Molly started crying.
"I don't want to go!" She yelled, clinging to Sean's leg.
"Whoa, there, Molly. Ye was so excited about school just two minutes ago, what's wrong now?"
"Don wanna go, Daddy. School's scary." Logan knelt down to Molly's level and tried to pull her off Sean's leg.
"Did Tynan tell you stories about school?"
"No, Uncle Logan," She said looking at him, "But R.J. said the teachers were mean, an' would make me sit on a mat all day, and I would never be allowed to go to th' bathroom. He also said if me was sick or cried, the teacher would lock me in a closet for a whole day." Logan smiled at Sean, who bent down and picked up Molly.
"R.J. was kidding, Molly. The teachers at yer school would never hurt or scare ye. Don't worry, it will be alright."
"Are you sure?"
"He's right, Molly. Teachers are always nice. 'Sides, I already met most of them, they seem nice t' me." Tynan said as he climbed into the car. Molly looked at him sceptically.
"And now, it's time to go, or we'll be late." Logan grabbed Molly out of Sean's arms and swung her into the backseat of the car beside Tynan. He adjusted the seat belt on her booster seat then went to close the door. "All hands, feet, arms, legs and heads in the car?" He asked, making a silly face.
"Yup!" Molly giggled, so Logan slammed the door.
"We'll have to talk to Rico about what R.J. said, again." Logan told Sean as he walked around the car to get in.
"That little boy's father don' care, Logan! He's rich, an' th' kid kin have anythin' he wants! It's to bad that his Mama died. If she knew how spoilt he was, she'd be rollin' in 'er grave. Such a beautiful girl, she was." They got into the car.
"That she was." Logan agreed, then they dropped the subject. Rico was a self made man. He grew up poor, but hit it rich when he was about twenty-five. He married into money as well, and had a son, Rico Junior, who couldn't have been more spoiled since his Mama died when he was two. Both Logan and Sean knew Laura when they were teens, Logan babysat her a few times and their sister Erin used to play with her when they were small.
Logan drove off down the street towards the school. It was only about four years old, a beautiful new building and housed grades kindergarten to five.
"Hey, Uncle Logan, weren't we going to walk to school today?"
"We were, Tynan, but it's raining so I changed my mind."
"Oh."
"Maybe tomorrow."
"Are we there yet?"
"No, Molly, we be almost there, though." Sean and Logan smiled at Molly's comment. They remembered saying the exact same thing when they were kids, and their mother always gave the same answer.
"Almost, baby. Almost." Logan echoed the words both of them were thinking.
Five minutes later, they pulled into the schoolyard. There were adults and children everywhere walking through the rain. Logan parked the car; they got the kids out and started walking towards the building.
"It's bigger then me old school." Tynan commented as they went through the door. They walked down to the third grade classrooms to find Tynan's classroom, but his name wasn't on any of the lists. One of the teachers said he would have to go to the principal's office, so they took the children down there, where they were told Sean and Tynan would have to wait.
"I'll take Molly to orientation."
"But what about work, you'll be late." Logan looked at his watch.
"I don't have any appointments until eleven thirty today, and it's only quarter to nine now. When you get done here, or at recess, you can stay with Molly and I'll go to work."
"Are ye sure?" Sean asked, glancing at Tynan and Molly, who were sitting on some chairs and looking very bored.
"No problem. What are uncle's for?"
"Gifts and presents." Sean said as he went over to Molly. "Molly, baby, I have to stay here with Tynan. Is it alright if Uncle Logan goes with ye to class?"
"Yes, daddy. We'll be fine." She answered. She gave her father a kiss and took Logan's hand then they walked into the crowded hallway.
Outside the school...
Logan took the elevator down to the street with Sean, Tynan and Molly. As he unlocked the doors to his car, Molly started crying.
"I don't want to go!" She yelled, clinging to Sean's leg.
"Whoa, there, Molly. Ye was so excited about school just two minutes ago, what's wrong now?"
"Don wanna go, Daddy. School's scary." Logan knelt down to Molly's level and tried to pull her off Sean's leg.
"Did Tynan tell you stories about school?"
"No, Uncle Logan," She said looking at him, "But R.J. said the teachers were mean, an' would make me sit on a mat all day, and I would never be allowed to go to th' bathroom. He also said if me was sick or cried, the teacher would lock me in a closet for a whole day." Logan smiled at Sean, who bent down and picked up Molly.
"R.J. was kidding, Molly. The teachers at yer school would never hurt or scare ye. Don't worry, it will be alright."
"Are you sure?"
"He's right, Molly. Teachers are always nice. 'Sides, I already met most of them, they seem nice t' me." Tynan said as he climbed into the car. Molly looked at him sceptically.
"And now, it's time to go, or we'll be late." Logan grabbed Molly out of Sean's arms and swung her into the backseat of the car beside Tynan. He adjusted the seat belt on her booster seat then went to close the door. "All hands, feet, arms, legs and heads in the car?" He asked, making a silly face.
"Yup!" Molly giggled, so Logan slammed the door.
"We'll have to talk to Rico about what R.J. said, again." Logan told Sean as he walked around the car to get in.
"That little boy's father don' care, Logan! He's rich, an' th' kid kin have anythin' he wants! It's to bad that his Mama died. If she knew how spoilt he was, she'd be rollin' in 'er grave. Such a beautiful girl, she was." They got into the car.
"That she was." Logan agreed, then they dropped the subject. Rico was a self made man. He grew up poor, but hit it rich when he was about twenty-five. He married into money as well, and had a son, Rico Junior, who couldn't have been more spoiled since his Mama died when he was two. Both Logan and Sean knew Laura when they were teens, Logan babysat her a few times and their sister Erin used to play with her when they were small.
Logan drove off down the street towards the school. It was only about four years old, a beautiful new building and housed grades kindergarten to five.
"Hey, Uncle Logan, weren't we going to walk to school today?"
"We were, Tynan, but it's raining so I changed my mind."
"Oh."
"Maybe tomorrow."
"Are we there yet?"
"No, Molly, we be almost there, though." Sean and Logan smiled at Molly's comment. They remembered saying the exact same thing when they were kids, and their mother always gave the same answer.
"Almost, baby. Almost." Logan echoed the words both of them were thinking.
Five minutes later, they pulled into the schoolyard. There were adults and children everywhere walking through the rain. Logan parked the car; they got the kids out and started walking towards the building.
"It's bigger then me old school." Tynan commented as they went through the door. They walked down to the third grade classrooms to find Tynan's classroom, but his name wasn't on any of the lists. One of the teachers said he would have to go to the principal's office, so they took the children down there, where they were told Sean and Tynan would have to wait.
"I'll take Molly to orientation."
"But what about work, you'll be late." Logan looked at his watch.
"I don't have any appointments until eleven thirty today, and it's only quarter to nine now. When you get done here, or at recess, you can stay with Molly and I'll go to work."
"Are ye sure?" Sean asked, glancing at Tynan and Molly, who were sitting on some chairs and looking very bored.
"No problem. What are uncle's for?"
"Gifts and presents." Sean said as he went over to Molly. "Molly, baby, I have to stay here with Tynan. Is it alright if Uncle Logan goes with ye to class?"
"Yes, daddy. We'll be fine." She answered. She gave her father a kiss and took Logan's hand then they walked into the crowded hallway.
Outside the school...