When his alarm went off, Mr. Holland woke as normal and began the ritual of starting his day. But he'd barley reached for his robe when he felt a gentle tug on his hand. He turned to find his beautiful wife, Iris smiling at him.
"What are you doing up?"
"Getting ready for work of course."
She laughed. "But, Glenn? You don't work there anymore. You're officially retired!"
He smiled, remembering the wonderful sendoff he'd received from John F. Kennedy High School. But the thought of spending the remaining days with his wife made him smile.