Fatty shyly stepped down. The teacher clapped. "Fatty did a great job! Who's next?"
"..."
When class finally let out, Dylan Grant remembered the task his mommy had given him on the way there: take Dorothy Bancroft to the restroom.
As soon as class was over, he took Dorothy Bancroft to the restroom. Dorothy was surprised to see Nora Ainsworth inside one of the stalls.
"Auntie..."
"Dorothy, shh. Auntie needs a few strands of your hair and a little bit of blood, is that okay?"
Dorothy Bancroft was confused. "What do you need blood for, Auntie?"
Nora Ainsworth stroked her head. "I'll tell you later, but can you please help Auntie right now? It's an emergency."
Dylan Grant nodded. "Dorothy, my mommy won't hurt you. Please help her, okay?"
Dorothy Bancroft bit her lip and nodded. "Okay."
A smile spread across Dylan Grant's face. "You're the best, Dorothy."
