“She called the registrar’s office at six thirty this morning demanding to know why her name was still on the VIP ticket list.”

“What did the desk clerk tell her?”

“They told her the master guest list was finalized by the superintendent’s office,” Brenda said.

“She threatened to stay in her hotel room if she had to come in through the public gates with ordinary cadet families.”

I adjusted the silver class ring on my thumb, twisting the band until the stone faced up.

“Did she ask where her seats were?”