« There are other good schools I can recommend. »
I set down the lunchbox I had been labeling.
« We’ve had this conversation several times. »
« And you haven’t listened. »
« I listened. You just haven’t given me a good reason. »
She glanced toward my husband.
Luke was standing near the counter with his arms folded.
That irritated me immediately.
Every time Kayla brought up the school, she looked at him like she expected backup.
He never gave it.