Dales blurted out again, "My kid's been slacking off in class, can't do his math homework, and when Farley gets home, would it be cool for my kid to swing by for some tutoring?"
Everyone in the village knew that Farley had a mind of his own, but when Hannah beckoned, he jumped. If Hannah told him to go west, he wouldn't dare head east.
Hannah responded, "Dales, that's Farley's call to make, not mine. When Farley gets home, I'll clue him in, and if he's down for it, I'll send him your way for tutoring."
Without a definite answer, Dales was a little bummed out. "Well, that's alright." Farley was a hotshot student in the village, aced the city-wide exams, and got schools lining up to snag him. His presence alone, even if he did squat, would be a great influence on the other kids.
After Dales took off, Jarvis cracked a smile. "Hannah, let's hit the road."
"Alright." Hannah turned to Steven. "Put me down, I can walk."d2
Without a word, Steven carried her to the dock, and climbed up the steps, and only when they reached the flat road did he set her down. "Don't overdo it."
Hannah immediately took two steps to the side. "Jarvis, give me a hand."
Jarvis stepped forward right away. "President Dixon, you're not thinking of punching me, are you?"
Steven indeed had that thought, but he held it back. Hannah didn’t recognize him now. All he could do was bear it.
...
When they got home, Hannah's parents had just returned. They had never met Jarvis and didn't even know it was Jarvis who was driving when Hannah had her accident.
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