Faye's POV
Finally, it was 8 p.m. Time to go home. The double doors of the school closed behind me with a loud, echoey click, and the cool night air hit my face instantly, making me feel like I could actually breathe again after being trapped in that stuffy room for 5 straight hours.
I couldn't believe I was finally going to see my kids. My arms literally ached to hold them, my mind filled with images of their small faces and chubby legs after spending the entire afternoon staring at boring historical dates and biology diagrams.
The moment I stepped out of the school premises, I saw a van. It was parked right under a dim streetlamp, the dark paint looking slightly dusty under the yellow bulb.
It had Starpants & Co. written on the side. The bright white letters were painted in that bold, slightly crooked style that Malo had chosen himself.
