"Keep pretending, okay?" I grabbed her arm, afraid she'd run away. I had no intention of inviting her to dinner at all. "I don't know which jerk had the nerve to go to the office to complain and even take pictures of her secretly. Does she think she's a paparazzi? Molly , don't you think people like that are especially despicable?"
I turned my head and stared intently at Molly , but Molly was incredibly thick-skinned. "What's the big deal? For students, teachers are just there to tell them what's going on. If something happens, of course they'll report it to the teacher first."
Damn it, even at this point, she still thinks she did nothing wrong. I pulled her and led her across the playground. Molly realized that I wasn't inviting her to dinner, and she struggled desperately.
At that mom
