Picking up Wolf from preschool tended to be a full contact sport most days. He’d become extraordinarily good at protecting the family jewels from enthusiastic tackle hugs. Forced to duck his head slightly to avoid a low hanging…something colourful and artistic suspended from the ceiling, Brody glanced around as he made his way into the room. It smelt faintly of paint, craft glue, whatever disinfectant was being used to wipe down the sleeping palettes and…plain old fashioned innocent fun. Colour was splashed in random, creative explosions all over the walls where paintings where proudly displayed. Toys were stacked and arranged neatly in nooks ready to entice little hands. And scattered throughout the room, activity centres were set out waiting to stimulate little minds. Wherever he looked there was something to see and do. It was fantastic. Brody smiled happily to himself. In truth, he loved coming to collect Wolf from preschool. After a day of playing and creating and being surrounded by kids his own age, Wolf was always so full of life and boundless energy.
What do You think about Another Little Secret (2013)?
