Chapter 27On Sunday evening, Kayla considered calling in sick to work the next morning, but somehow, she summoned every bit of inner strength she possessed and worked hard to turn her pain into anger as she had the last time Missy had turned from her. By Monday morning, she was sufficiently angry to be able to function, but she still felt a sharp stab of pain deep in her gut, and her heart literally ached. Telling herself that she couldn’t be that weakened from emotion, she fought to keep the anger simmering right under the surface.
Monday morning was dramatically gray and cold, a perfect backdrop to Kayla’s inner turmoil. She strode purposefully through the parking lot of Jefferson Middle School, thinking of how she intended to handle seeing the other teacher. Kayla had come up with a bi
