
“Again, I don’t want to alarm either of you by inviting you in this morning to see me, I was just wondering if either of you knew of anything that might have…..effected Renee?” She looked between Darcy and I, and judging by her clueless expression, she hadn’t received the answer she had been hoping for.
“Is something wrong with Renee at school?” Darcy piped up, leant forward in her chair, more fidgety than I had seen her since we were teens. It was a I never hoped to see on her again. But perhaps I had simply been to hopeful to think our pasts would just vanish into thin air.
Renee’s teacher shook her head. “No, her grades are still satisfactory…however I have noticed a sharp decline that started almost 2 months ago to the day.”
I clear my throat and try to keep my tone polite as I say, “Is that so alarming? All kids struggle at one point or another right? She’s only eight after all, and between her friends, her horse and her time with us, she has a lot going on don’t you think?”








