Linda picked up the large pieces and set them on her desk while Adrien swept with the broom, getting most of the shards into the pan. They worked together, neither seeming to care that I didn’t bother to get up and help.
When Adrien was finished, he dumped the glass into the garbage can. “I think I got it all.”
My eyes went to the piece in the corner and then the one right by my shoe.
“I’m sorry about all of that,” Linda said. “Sometimes I forget I’m not as quick as I used to be.” She returned to her seat behind the desk.
Adrien smoothed out the front of his shirt and retook his seat.
The commotion died down, and it turned quiet once more.
My eyes remained on the glass in the corner, the piece that wouldn’t be noticed for a while—until Linda stepped on it and heard it crunch under he
