Chapter 29“Why are we bringing cookies?” Julian asked.
Sarah sat in the passenger seat holding the wrapped plate of cinnamon cookies as Damien drove. He glanced back as he reversed the car from the driveway, careful to avoid the snowbank that obscured part of his vision.
“I think it’s a peace offering more than anything,” Damien answered as he drove out of their subdivision. “We’re trying to make a good impression on your principal.”
“Why? He hasn’t done anything good for us.”
“That’s true,” Damien said, surprising Julian. “Even this gender neutral bathroom he’s putting in is the least he can do, and probably should have done.”
“Yeah. Exactly. So why the cookies?”
“Because even if someone is wrong, you still have to be the better man,” Damien said. “It’s normal to want to retaliate,
