Gray Matter (2010)
“A converted old schoolhouse, it was set back from the road and surrounded by a sweeping lawn, in the middle of which sat a hundred-year-old beech tree ablaze with purple leaves. The place looked solid, established, and full of promise. Their eleven o’clock appointment was with a Dr. Denise Samson.
Rachel and Dylan drove around to the parking lot in the rear beside a playground and picnic area. The visitors’ section was full of shiny upscale cars. This was not your typical learning clinic. And she had known several.
As they rounded the front, they heard children laughing and teachers talking. Through the windows, she could see young kids in chairs and adults working with them. In another room, children were at computer terminals.
“Is this my new school, Mom?”
How do you answer that? she thought. “It might be, if we like it.”
She wasn’t sure he understood, and he didn’t pursue it, captivated by the playground apparatus.
In spite of its early twentieth-century vintage, the building’s int...erior had been redone in bright modern, tasteful decor.MoreLess
Rachel and Dylan drove around to the parking lot in the rear beside a playground and picnic area. The visitors’ section was full of shiny upscale cars. This was not your typical learning clinic. And she had known several.
As they rounded the front, they heard children laughing and teachers talking. Through the windows, she could see young kids in chairs and adults working with them. In another room, children were at computer terminals.
“Is this my new school, Mom?”
How do you answer that? she thought. “It might be, if we like it.”
She wasn’t sure he understood, and he didn’t pursue it, captivated by the playground apparatus.
In spite of its early twentieth-century vintage, the building’s int...erior had been redone in bright modern, tasteful decor.MoreLess
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