She held my hand tightly as we entered the building. She acted like it wasn't a big deal, so I followed suit.
We walked out an hour later, her still holding my hand, but skipping now, too.
In between I filled out a lot of paperwork, and we met Mrs. Black, who gave us a personal tour of the whole school.
Later, she talked about the library and the computers, the butterflies in a classroom, and the small tables.