MISS KELLER.
People who showed up.
Julian stared at his card for a long moment.
He had sat in chairs with presidents, governors, investors, and billionaires.
None had humbled him like that folded card on a school chair.
Nora touched his sleeve lightly.
“You okay?”
Julian nodded.
“I think so.”
Ruby narrowed her eyes.
“You look like you might cry.”
