CHAPTER NINETEEN
The next day Emily was trying to keep her mind busy with the inn rather than letting it drift back to the argument with Daniel. But she found it difficult to focus on anything.
She was so preoccupied with her own thoughts she didn’t even hear the telephone ringing until Lois rushed up to the reception desk to grab it.
“It’s for you,” Lois said, handing the receiver to her. “Chantelle’s teacher.”
Emily felt an immediate jolt of concern.
“Ms. Glass?” she said into the receiver, sounding more than a little surprised. “Is everything okay?”
“Well, that’s why I’m calling,” Ms. Glass said. “I wanted to speak to you about an incident with Chantelle.”
“What?” Emily gasped. “What’s happened? Is she okay?”
A thousand thoughts raced through her mind. Was the child injured? Bul
