Then the front doors opened behind us.
Principal Johnson stepped out, looking toward the cars.
“What’s going on here? Lucy?”
“I… I don’t know,” I said.
The man turned to me then.
“Wait,” he said, stepping closer. “You’re Lucy? Andrea’s new teacher?”
I nodded.
“I’m sorry. I am Steve, Andrea’s father, and Jane’s husband. These are my bodyguards,” he said, gesturing to the cars.
He shook my hand, then nodded at the principal.
“What’s going on here?”
“What are you doing here, Steve?” Johnson asked.
“For the past few weeks, I’ve overheard my wife talking on the phone to other parents at this school about getting Andrea’s teacher fired,” Steve said. “I’ve been quite busy and couldn’t come sooner. It seems I came right on time.”
Jane looked guilty but stayed silent.
“I think we should take this conversation to my office,” Johnson said quickly.
***
Andrea was sent to class.
She glanced at me once before walking inside.
“I’ve overheard my wife.”
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