Chapter 17

From behind the desk, Mr. Abe rose, indicating that they should do also, and that the meeting was at an end.

“Then I will wish good day to you both and hope that I do not see either of you again until such time as I may impart a more positive recommendation of the behavior of your children.”

Stunned and startled, Jude and Marta Calohan likewise rose, Marta limply shaking the hand of the school’s principal in a daze, and made their way out towards the parking lot.

On the way home, she noted tears in Jude’s eyes as the truck stood in traffic between Alexandros Hills and Bower Bliss.

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That night, sitting on the corner of his bed, Jason Danielson sat hunched over, the voices raised from the living room directly below, the radio in the corner of the room tuned to PCN, playing some song from years ago to blot out the noise; la-la-la-la-la, la-la, la-la