Anya was still dozing in her bedroom while, out in the kitchen, Leo called over to Chunky, “I’m knocking on your door again tomorrow morning—don’t even think about skipping our run. If you don’t keep up, nothing else matters.”
After they finished eating, Leo cleared the dishes, rolled up his sleeves, and started washing up. “No need to walk you out, Chunky. Go home and get some rest.”
“Thanks for the free midnight snack. I’m heading out.”
With the door clicking shut behind Chunky, Leo finished up in the kitchen and headed back to his room.
Outside, every tree had quietly turned gold, leaves piling up on the ground. Walkers crunched through them, each step echoing with a crisp snap.
On Havenbrook University’s long, tree-lined path, a few students wandered along. The groundskeeper swept busily, but no broom could keep up with the endless fall of leaves.
Autumn was in full swing and everyone was bundled up in thick jackets.
Then, weaving through campus, came Henry—tiny sunglasses on, cruising in his little toy car. A sharply dressed man followed behind, sometimes having to jog to keep up.
The dismissal bell rang, and the hallways spilled students in every direction.
Mia and Jamie walked side by side, Denny and Katie just behind. “So it’s a date—dinner tomorrow? North gate?” Jamie confirmed.
Up ahead, students spotted a pint-sized driver parked by the curb and couldn’t help but gush, “Look at him! He’s so cute—and so cool!”
Henry saw his mom coming down the steps, tapped his little hand on the steering wheel, and called out in his most official voice, “Mom, your ride’s here!”
Mia glanced over, her whole face lighting up. “I’m heading out—my son’s here to pick me up!”
On the way, Andre bumped into the economics professor, who had just finished his class. Spotting Andre, curiosity got the better of him and he called out a greeting.
Meanwhile, Mia and Henry waited by their family car. When Andre caught up, he popped the trunk. Mia went to help with the toy car, knowing how heavy it was, but Andre waved her off. “Don’t worry, Mia, you’ll get your clothes dirty. I’ve got it.”
He hefted the toy car up and settled it in the trunk, brushing off his hands as he shut it. “Ran into your department chair on the way. We chatted for a minute.”
With that, the three of them hopped into the car.
“Alright, where to?” Andre asked, glancing in the rearview.
Henry squeezed his face between the front seats. “Dad, let’s go see Grandma!”

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