“I am glad you’re here, Lucy. I need you to sign here. We are ending our cooperation with you because of the complaints we’ve been getting from students and their parents.”
For a moment, I thought I’d misread it.
“I… what?”
“There have been multiple concerns,” he replied, avoiding my eyes. “The situation has become… difficult to manage.”
“‘Difficult?'” I repeated. “You’re letting me go over complaints that started two weeks ago?”
“Lucy, please—”
“No,” I said, my voice shaking. “You know my record. You know me.”
He didn’t respond.
That told me everything.
I need you to sign here.
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I don’t remember signing anything or walking out of that office.
I just remember tears running down and feeling heavier, like something had ended.
Jane was waiting for me near the entrance.
Of course she was.
“FINALLY! You won’t be in my daughter’s way anymore!”
I stopped, looked her straight in the eye.
“I was never in her way. I wanted to teach her. It’s a shame you can’t understand that,” I replied firmly.
Her smile tightened.
I just remember tears running down.
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