youngest grades. The plays and larger performances are held in the auditorium. More room for all the doting parents and grandparents.â Grace paused in front of one classroom. âThis is a first-grade class.â
âIs there more than one?â Chloe asked, liking the positive energy in the school.
âThat depends on enrollment. Our elementary teachers are certified to teach two or three grades. That way we can adjust to make sure class sizes arenât too large.â
âSounds like youâve thought of everything.â
âAre you a teacher, too?â Grace questioned.
âNo. Iâm a sec⦠I work for a legal firm out of Milwaukee.â
Gordon looked at her strangely, and Chloe fiddled with her purse handles, worrying about her near slip.
âA fellow big-city native! Iâm from Houston.â
Chloe was immediately curious. âHow do you like living here?â
âItâs perfect,â she replied in a soft voice. âI love it.â
âMet her husband here,â Gordon added.
Grace blushed, a gentle pink. âYes. Youâll meet him at church. Heâs the choir director.â
âA musician?â
She smiled widely. âActually, Noahâs a plastic surgeon who happens to love music. Works out well because I do, too.â
âDo you teach music?â
âActually, I teach English.â Grace laughed again. âYou probably think youâve wandered into the land of Oz where nothing is as it seems. A choir director whoâs a doctor and a musician who teaches English.â
Chloe liked Graceâs infectious smile and laughter. âIâm enjoying Oz just fine.â
âAre we in Oz?â Jimmy asked in a confused tone.
Chloe met Graceâs glance and broke into another round of laughter. Then she knelt down next to Jimmy. âOz is a pretend place. Itâs very colorful and full of surprises.â
With a childâs understanding, Jimmy nodded. âBut the schoolâs real?â
âVery,â Gordon replied. âDo you like what youâve seen?â
Jimmy nodded. âI donât like big schools.â
âMe, either,â Grace confided. âI was kind of scared when I started teaching, but at this school, all the people are nice and welcoming. In no time, I felt right at home.â
Grace might teach upper grades, but she had the perfect touch for young children. Chloe was glad they had run into her. She mouthed thank you above Jimmyâs head.
âI know how it is to be new to Rosewood,â Grace continued. She reached into her pocket, pulling out a pen and notepad. She scribbled on one page quickly, then handed it to Chloe. âThis is my cell number. Iâd like to help you settle in.â
Chloe felt at a loss as to how to answer. Her position was so tenuous.
Gordon replied for her. âThatâs mighty nice of you, Grace. And, of course, weâll see you at church Sunday.â
Church. Because she spent every Sunday visiting hermother, it had been a long time since Chloe had been in a church. But their pastor visited at the care facility, mostly seeing her mom. Chloeâs faith had never wavered. Which was comforting, because she would need it now more than ever.
Chapter Five
E van could scarcely believe he had been dragged into this fishing trip. With mountains of work waiting on his desk, he was standing on the shore of the river, casting into the flowing currents. He glanced over at his father. After breakfast, as the others were readying for the trip, his father had sat down suddenly, seeming out of breath. Gordon insisted he was all right. So much so that it worried Evan. Was it a ruse to make him go fishing as well? To spend more time with Jimmy?
His father refused to call the doctor or stop by the clinic, which was open Saturday mornings. Ruse or not, Evan couldnât let him drive out to the river with only Chloe and Jimmy. She didnât