The 9pm Panic Text
“I’m so sorry, but I have to put in my two weeks. My fiancé got a job in Boston and we’re moving next month.”
It was a Tuesday night. Sarah—one of my best toddler teachers—was leaving. She’d been with me for four years. The kids loved her. Parents requested her classroom.
And I had exactly 14 days to replace her.
Here’s what happened next:


