The sweet sound of classical music swirled elegantly through the narrow, dimly lit hallway – almost as though it were a dancer, too. If Anika leaned all the way left and really craned her neck, she could just see spots of colorful light waltzing with the...
It was a first day like every other first day – and not like any other first day at all.
All the familiar first day things – the flurry of faces, the smell of pencil shavings and new shoes, the tingle of excitement coursing through the...