Flags flapped silently atop the flagpoles, but the man was sheltered from the wind.
There was an occasional sound of a car door in the parking lot, but it was really pretty quiet.
Years earlier, he had waited for his other children here.
Those kids were gone. They grew up and left once they had come out the doors of the school enough times.
It wasn’t enough times for the man.
He waited for his child so he could tell him the news.