Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Duck, Duck, Goose

The sun shone brightly overhead, casting a golden hue across the school field where the children were gathered. It was time for Freya’s outdoor class. Miss Cooper had momentarily stepped away to rest in the teachers’ room, leaving Mr. Ves Larkinson in charge of supervising the students during this playful session.

Mr. Larkinson stood nearby with a warm smile, his hands loosely folded behind his back as he watched the children sit in a wide circle on the grass. Today’s game was Duck, Duck, Goose, and the excitement among the little ones was palpable.

"Alright, everyone, let’s begin!" Mr. Larkinson announced cheerfully. "Damien Quinn will be the first ’farmer’. Let’s show him how it’s done."

Damien, a lively boy with sandy blonde hair, stood up with a grin and began walking around the circle. As instructed, he gently tapped each child’s head and said, "Duck... duck... duck..." He made it around the entire circle but forgot to pick a "goose."

The children looked confused, and Mr. Larkinson chuckled. "Damien, don’t forget! You have to pick someone as the ’goose’, and then you run!"

Realizing his mistake, Damien nodded earnestly and tried again. This time, after tapping a few heads, he suddenly shouted, "Goose!", choosing Zachary Han.

Zachary blinked in surprise, momentarily frozen in place. Damien had already darted around the circle at full speed. With a little encouragement from Mr. Larkinson, Zachary jumped to his feet and chased Damien with all his might. But Damien was too quick and managed to sit down in Zachary’s spot just in time.

Now it was Zachary’s turn to be the farmer. Giggling, he began his circle. "Duck... duck... duck..." Then, with a playful shout, he chose Jane Austen as the goose. Jane’s reflexes were sharp. She sprang up instantly and chased after Zachary. Before he could reach her seat, she tagged him on the back.

Zachary sighed dramatically and remained the farmer. The next round, he chose Jason Reed as the goose. He picked up speed, racing with determination. This time, he made it to Jason’s seat first, making Jason the new farmer.

By now, everyone had gotten the hang of the game. Laughter and squeals of joy filled the field.

Jason circled the group and suddenly tapped Klein Moretti, calling "Goose!" Klein jumped up and chased Jason, but Jason managed to plop down in Klein’s place just in time.

Klein was next. He started walking, tapping heads and calling "duck" until he stopped in front of Freya and shouted, "Goose!" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Freya, momentarily surprised, reacted a bit late. But she was fast... much faster than Klein expected. As she gained on him, Klein panicked and stumbled. With a yelp, he tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground.

Freya gasped and quickly leaned over him. "I’m so sorry! I didn’t touch you! Did it hurt?"

Mr. Larkinson immediately rushed over and gently helped Klein to his feet. "Let’s take a look," he said, his tone calm and kind. He checked Klein for any injuries and, finding none, asked, "Does anything hurt?"

"It hurt a little when I fell, but now it’s okay," Klein sniffled.

"Then why were you crying?" Mr. Larkinson asked gently.

Klein wiped his face and mumbled, "Because I lost to Freya..."

Mr. Larkinson smiled kindly. "This game isn’t about winning or losing. It’s about having fun with your friends and learning to play together."

Klein looked up at him with wide eyes. "Really?"

"Yes, really. So, don’t cry. Just enjoy the game."

"Okay," Klein nodded. "I won’t cry anymore."

Mr. Larkinson clapped his hands and addressed the class. "Alright, kids. Remember to run safely... no rushing too fast. We don’t want anyone else falling. Freya, please return to your place. Now, who wants to take Klein’s place as the farmer?"

"I do!" Irene Winters called out, raising her hand.

"Great!" Mr. Larkinson smiled. "Klein, switch places with Irene."

The game continued with cheerful energy. Irene became the new farmer and quickly picked Tamara as the goose. Laughter erupted as Tamara chased Irene around the circle. The game went on until the lunch bell rang, and the children were led inside for their meal.

The children were brought into a cozy dining room with a large table surrounded by 25 chairs. Each student found their seat and sat down in anticipation.

Miss Cooper returned to supervise the lunchtime routine.

"Students," she began, "according to the information your parents provided, none of you have any food allergies. However, if you need nut-free, dairy-free, or gluten-free meals, please raise your hand now."

No hands went up.

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