During Family Breakfast, My Sister Hurled a Hot Frying Pan at My Daughter
“Sure, Mr.
Davis,” I said.
He straightened his tie and glanced down the empty hall toward the cafeteria.
“I got two separate phone calls at home last night.
One from a school board member, and the other from a major donor to our summer reading fund.”
I kept my hands resting flat at my sides.
“What did they say?”
“They voiced serious concern about some private family conflict involving the police,” he said quietly.
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