Caleb laughs and said, “Oh, that’s fine then!” He smiled at her and walked out the door, taking out his camera and taking pictures of bikers and taxis. “Yeah, I work for the newspaper, Soph. I love taking pictures.” He said, facing toward her and took a picture of Sophie, making sure she…
He grinned, sliding inside the taxi, closing the door. “Uhm, 123rd south ave.” He said, putting on his seatbelt.
Sophie puts on her seatbelt as we maneuver around NYC traffic. Sophie holds Caleb’s hand and looks at Caleb. “So Caleb we never really got to talk about what’s been bothering you? Is it school?”
Caleb nodded and looked around the bridge, smiling. “It was school, Sophie. I was so confused about which schools I should go to.”
Sophie smiles “Well it depends, what’s the closet school to your home?”