CHAPTER II -JUDGMENT
“Running late today, Chatham dear?” Annette, one of the mothers in the carpool asked in a strained voice. “You do know that my Herby needs to get to school at least ten minutes early in order to get settled before class begins,” she reprimanded with a fake, forced smile.
Chatham ignored the comment and loaded the backpacks into the rear of the car.
“Now Sarah has a piece of paper in her backpack that needs to be given to Olivia in her class. I need for you to walk her in and make sure the transfer happens. You are walking the children in today, aren’t you?”
Chatham bit her lip. This woman was too much. “Actually, I think it’s great how independent they are all getting, don’t you? I was planning to tak