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Emily headed up the front steps of the high school, running through her to-do list in her head. She didn't realize anyone else was around until she practically ran smack into Maclaine darting out of the front doors. Emily wasn't in any mood to deal with her right then, but clearly Maclaine had other ideas. Once again, she began to gush to Emily about how supportive Tad had been. Emily nodded, waiting for a chance to ask her about her supposed boyfriend, but before she could get a word in edgewise, Maclaine gave her a hard hug and hurried off down the steps.
Emily watched her hurry to her car, wondering what she thought about her uncle's supposed affair with Amelia. Maybe she had said something to Tad. Emily made a mental note to ask him later. And realizing just how long she'd been gone from the carnival, she hurried into her classroom to schlep down another big box of the stuffed ravens they were using for prizes at the Whac-A-Mole booth
Staggering under the weight of the box, she tried to make it down the stairs without tripping over her own feet. Thankfully, she was wearing a pair of flats in deference to a day spent on her feet on the uneven ground of the school carnival. Still, she wasn't sure she could manage carting the large, unwieldy box down the outside steps and to her car without another pair of hands. Hoping Helen might be working in her office today, Emily left the box at the base of the stairs and took a detour down the short hallway off of the main office.
She was disappointed to see that Helen's office door was shut and the lights were off. Resigned to manhandling the awkward box by herself, she turned to head back to the stairs. But before she'd taken more than a couple of steps, she heard raised voices coming from further down the hall. Turning back, she saw a light shining under the door at the very end of the hallway. Someone, or several someones, was in Superintendent Johnson's office, and based on the sound of their voices, they were not happy.
Emily crept down the hall, trying to determine who the voices belonged to. The glass window in the door was frosted, but as she got closer, she clearly recognized the imposing figure of Superintendent Johnson on the other side. His words were indistinguishable, but his tone was definitely angry.
Checking to see that no else was lurking in the hall with her, Emily crouched right next to the door. When the superintendent's voice rose in a shout, Emily was so startled she fell over on her tailbone. Praying no one had heard her rear smacking the tile floor, she rubbed at the sore spot, once more resting on her ankles by the door. Superintendent Johnson was yelling, "Larry, you're acting the fool! A cuckolded fool at that!"
Larry? Was Larry McBain the one in the office with Superintendent Johnson? And what did the superintendent mean by that crack? Were the rumors wrong? Was Janice the one in their marriage who had actually been doing the cheating? Shaking her head to clear her whirling thoughts, Emily listened closely to hear Larry's reply, but his voice was too soft to make out his exact words. He sounded tired and overwhelmed.
"All that family money is yours now, isn't it? Convenient, don't you think?" Once again, Emily reared back in surprise. She had never heard such venom in the superintendent's voice again.
Apparently he had struck a nerve with Larry, as well, as that man yelled back, "Well, let me tell you what I plan to do with some of that money, Ed. I'm going to use part of it for my own run for mayor. And when I'm elected, I plan to carry on many of the initiatives that Janice had in the works."
"You mean like closing down the school carnival?" the superintendent snarled.
"If need be," Larry said calmly.
Emily was at a loss as to the import of this exchange. Larry McBain and Superintendent Johnson were known to be golfing buddies, and there had never been a hint of discord between them before, not even when Janice was trying to get the
Emily headed up the front steps of the high school, running through her to-do list in her head. She didn't realize anyone else was around until she practically ran smack into Maclaine darting out of the front doors. Emily wasn't in any mood to deal with her right then, but clearly Maclaine had other ideas. Once again, she began to gush to Emily about how supportive Tad had been. Emily nodded, waiting for a chance to ask her about her supposed boyfriend, but before she could get a word in edgewise, Maclaine gave her a hard hug and hurried off down the steps.
Emily watched her hurry to her car, wondering what she thought about her uncle's supposed affair with Amelia. Maybe she had said something to Tad. Emily made a mental note to ask him later. And realizing just how long she'd been gone from the carnival, she hurried into her classroom to schlep down another big box of the stuffed ravens they were using for prizes at the Whac-A-Mole booth
Staggering under the weight of the box, she tried to make it down the stairs without tripping over her own feet. Thankfully, she was wearing a pair of flats in deference to a day spent on her feet on the uneven ground of the school carnival. Still, she wasn't sure she could manage carting the large, unwieldy box down the outside steps and to her car without another pair of hands. Hoping Helen might be working in her office today, Emily left the box at the base of the stairs and took a detour down the short hallway off of the main office.
She was disappointed to see that Helen's office door was shut and the lights were off. Resigned to manhandling the awkward box by herself, she turned to head back to the stairs. But before she'd taken more than a couple of steps, she heard raised voices coming from further down the hall. Turning back, she saw a light shining under the door at the very end of the hallway. Someone, or several someones, was in Superintendent Johnson's office, and based on the sound of their voices, they were not happy.
Emily crept down the hall, trying to determine who the voices belonged to. The glass window in the door was frosted, but as she got closer, she clearly recognized the imposing figure of Superintendent Johnson on the other side. His words were indistinguishable, but his tone was definitely angry.
Checking to see that no else was lurking in the hall with her, Emily crouched right next to the door. When the superintendent's voice rose in a shout, Emily was so startled she fell over on her tailbone. Praying no one had heard her rear smacking the tile floor, she rubbed at the sore spot, once more resting on her ankles by the door. Superintendent Johnson was yelling, "Larry, you're acting the fool! A cuckolded fool at that!"
Larry? Was Larry McBain the one in the office with Superintendent Johnson? And what did the superintendent mean by that crack? Were the rumors wrong? Was Janice the one in their marriage who had actually been doing the cheating? Shaking her head to clear her whirling thoughts, Emily listened closely to hear Larry's reply, but his voice was too soft to make out his exact words. He sounded tired and overwhelmed.
"All that family money is yours now, isn't it? Convenient, don't you think?" Once again, Emily reared back in surprise. She had never heard such venom in the superintendent's voice again.
Apparently he had struck a nerve with Larry, as well, as that man yelled back, "Well, let me tell you what I plan to do with some of that money, Ed. I'm going to use part of it for my own run for mayor. And when I'm elected, I plan to carry on many of the initiatives that Janice had in the works."
"You mean like closing down the school carnival?" the superintendent snarled.
"If need be," Larry said calmly.
Emily was at a loss as to the import of this exchange. Larry McBain and Superintendent Johnson were known to be golfing buddies, and there had never been a hint of discord between them before, not even when Janice was trying to get the
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