21 Fight for Me
The last two classes of the day flew by without Brant’s losing it again. Thankfully! Stephen did his best to jeer at Brant and spurred some other teens on. Brant heard it. His blood pressure spiked every time.
But with a quick breath, he reminded himself that his kids needed him. Claudia was on his side. And an attack was coming.
Brant cleared his head and kept teaching. Stephen got bored and left, making Brant’s life about seven times easier.
Dinner finally arrived. Brant had made it through lessons. In line in the cafeteria, one of the students pointed to a box behind Sylvia. “I’ll have a Sour Sting!”
What?
Brant leaned around Sylvia, and sure enough, there was a box of Sour Stings, decorated with the company’s lemon-shaped bee. It was a mouthful of large candy th
