The Billionaire's Regret
he murmured.
“Miss Lila, if seven is problematic, can we skip it forever?” Poppy’s voice boomed from the hallway.
“No, Poppy. The number seven is still part of mathematics.”
“But it’s not friendly.”
I turned toward the glass door as it slid open.
Poppy came out first.
Miss Lila followed behind her with the expression of a preschool teacher who had seen the future, and the future contained a small Belsky child suing the curriculum.
Poppy carried one large flashcard in both chubby hands. On the card was the number 7 in blue, printed big, plain, and innocent. But in my daughter’s hands, the card looked like evidence in court.