I sighed, stuffing things in my bag. Max came in and flopped on my bed, staring at me. Smiling, I zipped up my bag and fixed my jacket.
“Are you ready to go?” She stared up at me for a few moments and then got up, skipping to her things. “Good, Mr. Leland will be here soon. Want me make sure you have everything?”
“Yeah, here,” she said, bringing me the suitcase. Pulling it open, I blinked at the items: stuffed animals, coloring books and crayons.