 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
There would be so many topics to discuss indeed. These weren’t something that Char would be hesitant to bring up. If anything had been proven during the course of the time they knew each other, it was just how well they were able to talk things out rationally. “That makes me happy. You make me happy,’’ he told Keigh softly. Yet again, there was enormous gratitude in him that Reagan had introduced Keigh to him.
An elective made sense. “Then that shall be my elective,’’ Charlie declared with certainty. Or one of his electives, since there were bound to be more for him to decide upon. There was another grin on his face now. “I’ll get to see how much you’ve improved on loops.” Charlie was also looking forward to showing her more tricks on a broomstick if Keigh was up to it. If there was one thing that this boy could count on, it was her understanding him. This was why they could talk about anything. “Okay, let’s go!” Char tugged on her hand, leading her out of the room. |