Little B was chasing after little T. "Let's walk around the school yard together," he told little T. Little T giggled. He enjoyed being chased but wasn't gonna be caught standing still long enough to hold anyone's hand and walk around the yard.
Simone watched her son, tempted to intervene but she knew that intervention would solve little or nothing at this point. Eventually, little B would realize that he'd chased little T for too long and to no avail and had, as a result, failed to spend recess with Simone as he usually did. Even though she knew how the scene would play out, Simone had to let it go to its inevitable conclusion.
Sure enough, the bell rang, signifying the end of recess and little B looked frantically around for his mother. He raced for her, grabbed her hand and attempted to lead her around the school yard. She sighed, understanding that she would, as a result, arrive late at the Grade Two classroom she was due to go to next.
Still, she walked with little B, explaining that she loved him and that she had to go. He finally calmed down enough for Simone to be able to kiss him goodbye. He smiled a little and touched his mother's cheek with a gentle finger. And Simone's heart melted...
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