CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

MARIE RICHWOOD P.O.V

Principal Francis had Cyrus and I in his office the next day, after he had sufficiently threatened us the day before, he called our parents to the school. My Mom and Dad was sitted across Cyrus’s Cook, Mrs. Adams. This was not a big deal but since Principal Francis was bent on making it one. I will make sure to take my pint of blood with satisfactory fervor.

My mom being the dutiful mother she was, sat quietly, Mrs. Adams also, it was hard to note if she was listening to Principal Francis since she neither changed expression. My Dad was the only furious one and he and Principal Francis dominated the conversation.

“Mr. Richwoo