
A tall, quiet, white-haired man who always seemed absent until the beads needed a signature.
—This went out of proportion —said.
My father turned towards him.
—Were you present?
Charles hesitated.
-Yes.
—Laughed?
Did not answer.
Denise Harper looked up from her notebook.
—The absence of a response is recorded.
Charles turned red.
Margaret pointed to the social worker.
—I will not allow a county official to come to my house to judge a family prank. Family protection
Mayor Reeves opened a folder.
—Mrs. Pembroke, in addition to the civil and family matter, there is a possible threat directed at a minor dependent on an active duty military officer.
—Nora’s chain of command was informed.
—And his conduct was reviewed as possible harassment, intimidation and hostile environment against a military family.
Margaret paled.
—Chain of command?
My father spoke in a low voice.
—You thought Nora was an unbacked intruder.
—Was wrong.
Wesley sat in a chair, as if his legs had stopped supporting him.
—Nora, I didn’t know I was going to get this far.
I looked at him.
—He came far when your mother put her hand close to June.
—She went far when you decided to protect the party atmosphere before your daughter.