Chapter 55

I've been at this job for twenty-two years. I've heard it all. I know what you're thinking before you even say it. Don't try me.

He thought he knew it all, but Dean Witters didn't know Kara.

She, Jenna, and I had ditched seminar. It wasn't our first time, but it was the first time we had been caught. We should have been afraid as we lined up on the bench outside his office. And part of me was. If I looked down at my shoes and thought about where I was and what I would tell my parents, my blood rushed from my stomach to my head like it was going to shoot out my ears.

But when I looked up, and Kara widened her eyes in mock terror and Jenna stifled a nervous laugh and shrugged her shoulders, I thought I was going to split apart with laughter, and the more I tried to hold it in, the funnier it became.

It was all my fault, Dean Witters. I told them seminar had been canceled. They didn't know.

When we opened our mouths to protest, Kara shot us a look that clearly said, Shut up. Jenna and I both knew there was no stopping her. This was her call, her moment. She owned it.

Kara took the fall for us that day.