With a letter of recommendation from Nessa, Ann was able to register Marty in the prestigious and private Stonebridge Academy, nearby.
“Neilan went there,” was all Nessa said, when Ann asked for a good school.
Ann also registered Emma at the North Idaho Community College for her General Educational Development classes or GED. It consisted of a group of five different tests, which when passed would certify the taker had the skill level equivalent to a high school degree in science, math, social studies, reading and writing.
Giggling to herself, Ann reflected, you’d think she was going to school for the first time, like kindergarten. She was like a kid in a candy shop at the bookstore, getting her text books and supplies. She’s packed her backpack more than once and has already started reading her text books. I’m so glad she’s enjoying this.
Arrangements were made for Jamie MacClaryn to take Emma to school and pick her up. His father teased him about taking some classes himself, while he was there.
“I’ve already done that, Da,” Jamie told him, with a soft smile.
In his mid-thirty’s, a hard worker and gentle soul, Jamie liked to keep to himself. Writing short stories and poetry at night was his favorite pastime, when he wasn’t working in the gardens. He was tall, dark skinned, with hazel eyes, and dark brown hair, and a dimple in his chin, an excellent example of the northern clansmen of Scotland.
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