Tonight at martial arts, Riley very politely asked to be excused. It is unlike her to leave class unless she's on the cusp of a meltdown, but my radar didn't go off. She didn't seem upset. Still, she ran out of the room. Perhaps she needed the bathroom? Before I could get up to check on her she was back and heading straight toward me.
"Mom," she whispered. "Where are the tissues?"
There was a box on a shelf right behind where I was sitting, so I reached back and handed her one. She took it and bowed back into class. All the students were lined up in a row. She went directly over to Seth, and wiped his nose.