There’s no way she’ll get caught.
She’s too smart for that.
I can see Ms Eldridge working my Phys Ed class in absolute silence, all heads down, no doubt writing some totally mundane passage out of the text book. Evelyn will slip by there as though the Sports Centre is exactly where she’s supposed to be. With Eldridge in the class room and Yin still making his way back across the oval, the whole complex should be basically empty.
I hear Cranly yell that something is bullshit and I look up from my hands for a second. Behind me, behind the desk, the secretary says flatly:
“You’ve made a very serious accusation, Reuben Connor. I hope you’re thinking good and hard about the truth of what you’ve said.”
I don’t reply.
I meant everything I said.
The guy’s a pervert and a bully. He deserves
