The hum of Chloe's car filled the air as it rolled to a stop in front of the house. Bella leaned back against the seat, watching the quiet neighborhood glow under the soft hues of evening. She barely had time to open her door before a small figure shot out from the porch.
"Mommy!"
Timothy's voice rang out, full of energy, his brown curly hair bouncing as he ran. Bella barely had a chance to crouch before he barreled into her arms.
She laughed, holding him close and inhaling the faint scent of crayons and sunshine clinging to his hair. "Oh, my baby boy. How was your first day in school, baby?"
Timothy leaned back, his face lit up with excitement. "It was sooo good! Mommy, the teacher's nice. She even gave me a pencil when mine broke. And—and I made a new friend, Liam. I let him have half of my sandwich 'cause he forgot his in his mommy's car."
Bella chuckled, brushing his hair back from his forehead. "You're such a nice little man. I'm so glad you're doing good, baby."
