The Joslins weren't an ordinary family, either. If they had been, Harvey wouldn't have ended up at this school.
Harvey and Stephen's parents were called to the school, and under the administration's guidance, the tension between the parents quickly eased.
However, Stephen and Harvey remained stubborn, refusing to apologize to each other.
Phoebe took me into the office and gave a detailed account of what had happened.
The conclusion was clear—their fight had been because of me.
I raised my hands, intending to sign something, but eventually let them drop.
What was there to argue? It wasn't exactly wrong.
Harvey frowned and began to speak, but his father silenced him with a stern glare.
Stephen's mother crouched in front of me, her tone warm and kind. "Raelynn, you're a good girl. I know that. Why don't we go home tonight and have a little chat, okay?"
I nodded silently.
The afternoon classes proceeded as usual.
Harvey, determined to cheer me up, kept cracking jokes and talking
