What an interesting birthday this had been... hectic, lovely, half of it she couldn't even remember, stressful, the whole shebang! But now, the school day was over, Caline was finally able to just sit down and open all the presents her students had given her. One present in particular, though, would strike a particular emotional chord with her...
What an interesting birthday this had been… hectic, lovely, half of it she couldn’t even remember, stressful, the whole shebang! But now, the school day was over, Caline was finally able to just sit down and open all the presents her students had given her. One present in particular, though, would strike a particular emotional chord with her…
She gently tugged at the end of the bright orange bow, unraveling it and lifting up the lid on the box. She was thankful most of her students were running around, jumping in the schools pool and generally having a good time, or they would have seen tears well up in her eyes.
Caline picked up the pair of pristine, white tap shoes, looking them over with a fond smile. She had owned a pair like this when she was a child, in fact they were the same brand and everything. Setting them back down she looked at the tag on the box, but there was no name to indicate who it came from, but Caline knew exactly who had got them for her.
“Nino?” She called gently, eyeing the area for the boy. He wasn’t hard to spot, standing at the girl in a Hawaiian shirt. She stopped herself from chuckling at him. With a few quick strides she made her way over. “Nino, may I speak with you for a moment?” She asked softly.
“Huh? Oh! Of course Mrs.Bustier!” He said, handing the tongs off to Max who had been supervising the grilling in case of any accidents.
Caline led Nino to a quieter part of the grounds, still in sight of the others so she could keep an eye on them but not close enough that their conversation could be heard. “I wanted to thank you for my gift.” She began, causing Nino to blush a little.
“How’d you know they were from me? Did Kim tell you?! He promised he wouldn’t tell!”
Caline laughed, shaking her head. “No, no. Kim didn’t say a word. I just knew they were from you.”
Nino blinked, a smile on his face. “I guess the cats out of the bag. They’re from me…do you not like them?”
“Oh Nino, I love them! They’re perfect…I just have one question. How did you know to get that specific pair of tap shoes?”
Nino looked away, running a hand through his hair, obviously embarrassed by whatever reasoning he had. “Well I…I asked Mr.Ramier and Marinette what you might like and they told me that specific brand and color. I wanted to do something special for you… .because…” He trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck.
“It’s okay Nino, I think I get it.” She pulled the boy into a hug, startling him a bit, but he returned it. “I think of you as my son just as much as you think of me as your mother.”
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