She set her teacup carefully on my metal desk.

“How did they get tickets?” Rachel asked.

“Richard bought his way into the alumni overflow section,” I said.

“He told the liaison office he was here to support his daughter.”

“They have no right to be here,” Rachel said.

“They gave up every single legal claim to you.”

“They don’t care about legal claims,” I said.

“They saw my class rank published in the regional paper.