#Chapter 26: The Photojournalist Finds a New Love

"Oh my gosh, these kids are so cute!" Matilda said, smiling and laughing as they crowded around, arms wrapping around her knees and thighs in greeting. "I gonna fall! Elena, take my camera!" I reached over the crowd and grabbed the expensive camera with the enormous lens. Matilda, giving way, laughed and pretended to topple into the sandbox, a dozen children doing bellyflops onto her as she laughed and faked being crushed. "Your friend certainly isn't afraid of getting dirty," Mrs. Addison said, smiling at Matilda. "How would you feel about her taking photos?" I asked, securing the camera strap around my shoulder and neck, knowing Mrs. Addison was nervous about her job. "We don't have to." "I've been thinking about that," she said. "If it's okay with you, I'll just be upfront and tell my superiors that we've had reporters stopping by to do what I assume is a human interest piece, since Social Scene isn't known for anything heavy, so that will work in our favor. No off