Carla turned around so fast I thought she might fall.
She snapped, “You cannot accuse me of anything.”
A man near the side aisle stepped forward.
I recognized him vaguely from Dad’s funeral, but it took me a second.
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He said, “Actually, I can clarify a few things.”
Carla turned around so fast I thought she might fall.
He had contacted the school because he was concerned.
He introduced himself into the spare mic one of the teachers handed him. He was the attorney who had handled Mom’s estate paperwork. He said he had been trying for months to get responses about the children’s trust and had received nothing but delays. He had contacted the school because he was concerned.
People started whispering harder.
Carla hissed, “This is harassment.”
The attorney said, “No, this is documentation.”
