“Bro, is it me, or do they sound like they’ve been whipped into stupid?” Felix asked, purposefully insulting.
“They’ve already been convinced, that’s all there is to it. What I want to know is what they were talking about,” Michael said.
“Me too,” Tom said, walking from the side.
Others did as well, and Michael sighed.
“Somewhere else,” he requested, looking back at the Principal’s grave. He took a heavier breath and then looked up at the pretty yet gloomy sky.
Not even Eleanor’s warm and touching grasp could stop him from feeling the dread Michael was sensing. Thinking about what Griffin might be planning and how much worse things were going to get, his anxiety welled up and forced him to take a heavy breath.
Michael looked around at all the onlookers. “I’m not hiding anything from
