now.”
“I’m going to have to ask you to alter them. The classroom incident aside, I don’t need angry parents complaining to the school board. It would mean consequences for all of us.”
Julie was feeling uncomfortable that her union representative wasn’t present to hear this and to give her advice. She wasn’t sure whether the principal was on her side, or on the side of the parents. Julie thought she was the only one on the side of the student. Her parched tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth. Taking a deep breath, she finally asked the question she’d been dreading for the past five minutes. “Dr. Connor. Am I going to be fired?”
“No. Of course not. Not today, anyway.”
It was just like him to wiggle out of saying something he didn’t want to, which should have made her feel more comfortable, since apparently there wasn’t a planned trajectory to remove her from her job. But that didn’t make her feel very secure, either.
“So they’re still talking about suing the school.”
“And me personally, and you personally.”
“Me?”
“You are the one who they allege said things to their daughter in front of the whole class.”
“Which is completely untrue, and I have student witnesses who are happy to dispute it. I would never say those vicious things. Those words aren’t even in my vocabulary, Dr. Connor.”
“Their attorney claims you are holding a grade or expulsion notice over their heads,” he said solemnly.
“Their attorney? So now they have an attorney?” Julie could not believe how a lie the student had told her parents had managed to escalate to such a degree. And she partly blamed her principal for not acting more quickly. He’d elected to wait until the family had sent their third letter to his office.
“I’m sorry but we’ll be dealing with this all summer. I’ll be in touch.”
“You want me to get the paperwork on the year-end evaluation?”
“No, I’ll find it. I’ll call you if I need anything else.”
“Dr. Connor, I’m going up north today for my brother’s wedding. I won’t be around for another week at least. Probably ten days.”
“Fine. No worries.” He rose and extended his hand, which Julie shook, hoping he couldn’t feel her nervousness. “Have a good wedding!” His cheery smile, plastered quickly onto his face, made her stomach churn.
Shaken, she found it a struggle to stay focused and drive safely during the trip to her parent’s home in Sonoma County.
She solved the problem by listening to the seductive voice of her favorite narrator reading the latest novel from a romance series she loved. It was the perfect way to spend the hours on the road. It put her in the middle of an intense relationship with a strong guy who loved hot sex and wanted to protect her. She became the heroine. It was a pleasant fiction, feeling loved so intensely. She knew her fantasy life was good for her. And it certainly went a long way toward diminishing the uneasiness about her job, and helping her set aside her heartache over Luke.
She wished her real life was more like this audiobook love story. And it had seemed so possible during the magical night with Luke. There was something about him, and she couldn’t figure out what, exactly, that was so damned close to the hero in this audio romance. A hero who struggled with something from a past, which had damaged him.
Julie wondered about the damage. She wondered what it was that haunted Luke. They’d barely spoken that urgent night…a night that still left her breathless every time she dreamed or thought about it.
And yet, something had been so right about being with Luke.
And at the same time, there was something so wrong about him.
The long driveway winding to her family home through clusters of oak and madrone trees was a welcoming sight. As she climbed the hill, she could see the valley floor below. Up north, the geysers were spewing steam, and the horizon was turning pink, indicating there would