Dawn
There"s yelling coming from my father"s office and it"s not him. I turn the corner just in time to hear the row end as Allison storms by me. I want to know what that was all about, but the general would get narked at me for even asking.
I step into his office and take a seat without being invited. His back is turned to me, but I can see he is still shaken from whatever Allison was shouting about.
“Dawn,” he says when he finally greets me, his anger at Allison slowly disappearing from his eyes.
“Did you know that we have a Mexican kid here?” I ask.
“Yes,” he responds, because of course he knew.
“Does the name Moreno mean anything to you?”
“What?” He snaps, suddenly alert. “Where did you hear that?”
“Apparently the kid is a Moreno,” I state.
His face looks stricken as he covers
