"Auntie Tess?" Zoë asked.
"Yes."
"When is my Mommy having the baby?"
"Soon honey, very soon."
"How soon?"
"Soon. Just when it happens, that's all."
"Okay, so when do I go home?"
"I guarantee by the end of next week. You don't like it here, do you?"
"No, I just miss my Mommy and my Daddy and everybody else."
"I know you do. But I have a surprise for you."
"A surprise!" Zoë perked up, she loved surprises.
"Yes baby angel, a surprise. Here," she said, handing Zoë a small booklet. Zoë read it aloud.
"The San Francisco School of Ballet." She smiled. "Wow, does this mean that I get to go!"
"It sure does baby." Zoë hugged Tess.
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"You see, I don't even get it. Why are they even important?"
"Why are they important?!" Tessa was shocked; she had always thought that the job of a First Lady seemed almost as hard of that of President. This girl was right, she needed serious tutoring. "Anyway, we'll talk about that on Monday, but you said you needed help with some other part of history too, right?"
"Right. It's religion."
"Which one?"
"Christianity." Tessa thought that this was perfect. "You see, with this I've got all of the historical facts down, but I can't get the faith part."
"Oh. Don't you believe?"
"No."
Tessa was a bit taken a back. Sure she had met many people in her time that didn't believe in God, but for some reason this time, it shocked her.
"Well..." Tessa began to try and explain faith.
"Oh! Look at the time I have to be going." She said, moving towards the door. "Hey Tessa?"
"Yeah."
"Would you like to go to the mall with me tomorrow?"
"Sure, I'd love to."
"Great, so I'll see you here tomorrow around noon?"
"Great, see you then." She took Lindsay to the door and went to go seek wise the council of Tess.
"Aunt Tess." She said, coming into the kitchen, sitting at the table and promptly letting her head fall on it.
"What is it, baby?"
"My assignment is an atheist."
"Well an atheist and an angel, how perfect." Came her reply.