Chapter Thirteen“I think we should tell him Will,” Flora was hovering in the doorway, whispering to her spread eagled son. Will removed his bulky headphones and pulled himself upwards on the squeaky bed. He presumed that the 'him' referred to his father and shook his head in disbelief at her words.
“Are you crazy Mom?” He replied slowly, “he's still in a mood over the demonstration thing.”
“Well now Will, is it any wonder? You were almost arrested and your picture is all over the local newspaper. You know how much he worries about us and his job. A good reputation is crucial to him, surely you can appreciate that.” Flora paused to exhale shakily, “it was all over St Mary's you know, the staff, parents, all gossiping about your misdemeanour.”
Will's mouth drew into a thin line, “I've exp
