Edward hated the academy.

Phoebe swallowed hard when she heard his thoughts about Aunt Maureen, it was obvious that he had no idea what she had been up to and that she was probably a former student of the academy, or maybe a current one.

So, using aunt Maureen as a scapegoat would not work, and neither would it help to give up grandpa Saxon. Telling her father the truth about how she knew about the academy seemed to be out of the picture. There was only one place she could run to when she needed an irrefutable excuse.

"Father no one told me anything." Her voice came barely more than a whisper, no matter what she made sure not to meet his narrowed eyes that were scanning her face for any trace of deceit.

Edward's face relaxed a little, perhaps he was wrong for old man Rufus knew where he stood when it came to that academy.