“That's better,” she said. “I came by cab. Shall we go back to the house and sort this out?”
“Okay,” I said. Sean shrugged. He hefted his knapsack higher on to his shoulder. “I'm parked over here.”
Sean sat in the back. Sharon rode opposite me. I pulled out of the school parking lot and made a left turn on to Lawrence Avenue. “Did that kid threaten you?”
Sean snorted. “You've got to be joking. That fat ass?”
“Watch it,” Sharon hissed.
“Okay then. I'm a little confused about what happened. Obviously, this kid did something to set you off. He's been taken to the hospital…”
“That's right,” Sean confirmed, pleased with himself.
“Then what did he do?” I looked in the rear-view mirror and saw Sean shrug, then clam up.
“Sean,” Sharon said. I heard the anger and tightness in her throat. “T
