“Hi,” said the art teacher as the I.A. opened the classroom door.
“Hi…,” replied the confused I.A., unaccustomed to seeing the art teacher at the door.
“I brought your class back. I figured I’d return them on my way to lunch,” the art teacher explained.
“What?” The I.A. looked at the classroom clock. “Where’s the sub?”
“I don’t know, but I waited until 25 after and decided to bring them down so I wouldn’t miss anymore time from my lunch.”
The obviously perplexed I.A. apologized, “I’m so sorry. I sent the sub up at 20 after to pick the kids up. He didn’t make it there?”
“I really am sorry. He should have been there. That’s odd. I wonder where he is?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t see him anywhere.”
“Again, I am sorry. Thank you for bringing them back. Enjoy your lunch.”
On her way back up to her classroom to eat lunch (because, truth be told, the art teacher actually eats in the classroom while prepping for other classes, but the I.A. doesn’t need to know that) she never encountered the missing substitute teacher. She wondered where it was he had wandered off to and if he ever made it back to the classroom.