With that, she turns on her heels, walks to her bedroom, and slams the door. I consider going in and trying to talk more, but I know it’s not going to do any good. She needs time to cool off.
I think we both do.
Chapter fifty
Mother Humper
Dane
They say everything happens for a reason, but I’m not sure that’s entirely true. I don’t know what the reasoning would be for Eve and her friends to see Michelle and I in a passionate embrace.
From what Michelle said, Eve hasn’t been taking it well. That’s further proven when I don’t have her in class the following day. I figure Michelle let her stay home to try to process everything. With her home today, that would give her a long weekend before having to come to school and deal with things.
Meanwhile, I’ve gotten some interesting looks from other students. None of them have outrightcome out and asked me about it, but I can tell it’s making its way through the town gossip mill.
Shit has already hit the fan with Eve. It’s not long before it does here too. That’s why after the final bell rings, I decide to go in and talk to the principal. It’s better he hears it from me than from someone else.
Knocking on his door, I poke my head in. “Hey, Tony. Do you have a minute?”
“Sure, Dane.” He closes the folder he was reading and sets it on the desk next to him. “How can I help you?”
As I take a seat in the chair across from him, he asks, “Kissed any good girls lately?”
“Wait, you already know?”
Shit.
“Of course, I know. You could fit this whole town of ours in a Ziploc bag. Secrets run through this place faster than the flu.”
I decide to just go ahead and get the big question out of the way. “Am I fired?”
He laughs–actually laughs. “No, you’re not fired. Once again, Dane, this is a small town. If I fired everyone who worked here that was married to a parent, I would have no staff left. It comes with the territory around here.”
“Oh.” I breathe a sigh of relief.
“But maybe don’t make out where students can see you.” He smiles. “That will keep a lot of the gossip to a minimum.”
“Will do.” I pause a moment. “Do you think it’s going to be an issue with the other momswith kids on the team? I mean, I made Eve captain before I even knew who her mom was.”
“Dane, around here, we don’t take sports too seriously. Most parents know that their kids are not going to grow up and go pro. We have a culture of keeping sports competitive yet fun. Any parent who takes it too seriously isn’t welcome at the events. If you have any parent who is freaking out because of this, you let me know.”
“Man, I really thought this was going to be an issue. That’s why we’ve been being so secretive.”
He nods. “Understandable. But I assure you it’s fine. My wife is head of the PTA, and both of our kids actually go here. No one has accused us of any type of favoritism."
“How do you balance it all?” I ask.
He shrugs. “Work is work. Home is home. I try not to let the line blur too much between the two.”
Before I can say anything else, my phone rings in my pocket.
“Sorry,” I say, pulling it out. I see it’s Michelle. I hit ignore as not to be rude, but she immediately calls back. “I should take this. Hello?”
“Dane, it’s Eve. She’s gone.”
“What do you mean she’s gone?”
“She skipped school today.”