CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
A Chip on his ShoulderLeslie waved to the children from the front steps and Hana held her breath at the sound of seat belts clicking open. “No!” She whipped around in her seat to glare at the three guilty faces behind her. “You don’t do that.”
“Sorry.” Wiri swallowed. “I started it.”
“No, I did.” Phoenix stuck her bottom lip out and pouted. Hana’s neck complained at the unnatural angle and she gave up trying to get eye contact with her daughter. She sighed.
“Why did you hide from Phoe’s teacher?” Wiri demanded. He c****d his head and his grey eyes demanded an explanation.
“Let me reverse into our parking space and then I’ll walk you across the car park.” Hana avoided the question, tears springing into her eyes. She blew out a pursed breath and tried to concentrate o
