Chapter 314: Virtual Learning

My fear is that at the end of this, all these little hearts are going to have been broken. – Rye

They extended spring break by a week. Which was fine, Rye enjoyed having another week with her boys. Michael was just over two years old, and you could not tell that he was born early addicted to heroin.

Little Alan was just a few weeks shy of a year. He was due the first week of summer break. Rye started having contractions during kindergarten graduation. She powered through the ceremony and part of the reception.

But of course, her ever observant husband knew something was wrong. Priscilla took Michael and was the first Lowery allowed in her recovery room. After cooing over the newborn and handing Michael to his father, she went out and saw Celt.

“I guess you heard that Chance didn’t pass out or puke?”

As the door closed, the parents could hear the Saints in the hall laughing. Celt half-heartedly told the teen to shut up.

Now with all classes having moved vi