Chapter 13Early the next morning, biting fresh air turned our cheeks a rosy shade of bright red as Ulan and I walked down our front path across layers of crunchy leaves. It was the kind of piercing autumn awakener that kicked off the day with a punch. I'd thankfully grabbed a cashmere cardigan out of the bedroom closet before we left, layering my clothes to keep warm for the day. It had been the right decision, as the frost beginning to appear on the windshield also nipped at us while waiting for the heater to kick in.
We were holding a follow-up review with the high school principal to ensure Ulan had learned his lesson and was on the road to improvement. Belinda greeted us as soon as we arrived, then escorted us to her office and offered me a cup of coffee. I declined, as I had plans to
