Natalie

I’m nervous as I walk next to Hayden. We’re here, volunteering at the elementary school on parent/teacher night. There are kids running around everywhere, none of them as well-behaved as Trinity, if I do say so myself.

“Why did we offer to do this again?” I ask as we walk down the hallway carrying coffees and snacks from All That & A Bag of Chips to give out to the teachers. Only five more to go.

“Because we’re good people and these teachers deal ...