"Mom, mom, mom!"
Ambryan ran out of the car and up the front steps of Hathaway Manor. He had started in a new school after two weeks from moving out of Cornelia Town. The uniform was a new experience to him. Its navy blue color brought the cool hues in his eyes.
Everyone wore the same thing. The bathrooms were well-kept. His history teacher was also amazing. They had a discussion after class about the Peloponnesian War. He was neither turned away nor brushed off because the teacher thought he was too young.
His Nana was right.
The world had so much more to offer.
And he couldn't wait to tell Madame Isabelle all about it!
"Mom!" Ambryan screamed again when a servant let him in. He raced to the upper floor, one destination in mind. He turned around the corner, pushed the bedroom door and—
Have a good day!
Other ongoing work: Trust and Believe in Love