Debra Lally

Sure.

It's an artsy, nature-based, bougie school for kids, birth to kindergarten.

Birth.

Oh, yeah.

There you go.

Learn.

The two-year-old room where there was a large fireplace that went floor to ceiling in the middle of the room.

It was raised, so we put pillows in it to make a space we called the cozy nook for kids to relax in.

I thought it was work.

My favorite part of the job was basically telling the kids to sit in the fireplace when they needed to calm down.

Can't say that every day.

The teacher said the year before, one kid always used to ask, what's in the nook when it was empty?

Or who's in the nook?

Or who's in the nook?

I thought they were just trying to fuck with me as the new teacher, but old ladies, was I dead wrong?

you sounded like you said old ladies was i wrong and i was like excuse me she said old bitches let me tell you she said you elderly fucks sometime in november one of the boys pointed to the top of the fireplace looked at me and said it's a ghost okay all i could think was nope there was nothing there so i ignored it she's a early november yeah

Veil us then.

There you go.

He was two and still learning English, so I just hoped ghost was another word for something much less ominous in his language.

He ended up moving at the end of the month, so I figured it was over.