The stack of books already made his arms shake with exhaustion. However he would not drop the stack. Not even a single sheet of paper would tumble from his grasp. “I will,” he promised. “Goodbye, Professor!” Coming back to have a chat about the content of the text would be enlightening. It already excited him and he had yet to even crack the surface of what lay beyond the covers of those books. With a smile and a nod he turned and began to move in the direction of his wagon. Homework, and lots of it, was apt to keep him up until the wee hours.
Whatever the conclusion was with the geese and the cheese he would be sure to inquire of. If there had been a conclusion drawn he would be interested, if there hadn’t he would be interested too. Professor Blackstone, for all of his quirks, was an interesting gent and Riley felt another pant of humbleness overtake him. Wait until his friends heard about this endeavor!
Upon reaching his wagon and after letting himself in carefully, Riley took to the nearest safe space to set the books down and then found an empty flat surface to begin to read.