I stood up and wiped my face.
“All right,” I said. “We are not turning Letty into a school mascot for kindness.”
Then I looked at Mr. Brennan. “But this school is going to do more than cry in an office for ten minutes and move on. Millie is in remission, not untouched. Those boys need consequences, and every child here needs to learn what happened to her matters.”
He straightened. “Their parents are already on the way, and the boys are suspended from activities until we finish the review. And we’ll start something bigger.”
I nodded. “Good.”
I looked at Jenna. “And if you’re comfortable, the fund stays in Jonathan’s name.”
She pressed the tissue to her mouth and nodded. “I’d be honored.”
Letty stared at me. “You sound like Daddy.”
That hit me straight in the ribs.
***
In the hallway, I opened Jonathan’s envelope.
“Piper,
If you’re reading this, one of the guys kept a promise for me.
I know you. By now you’ve carried too much and told everybody you’re fine.
You were the brave one long before I got sick.
If Letty ever does something that breaks your heart open in the good way, don’t close it again out of fear.
Let people love you.
— Jon”
I folded the paper and pressed it to my chest.
“You were the brave one.”
***
Outside the school, the air felt cold and clean. Jenna stood by the curb with Millie, one hand resting between her daughter’s shoulders like she was afraid to lose contact.
I walked over first.
“Dinner tonight,” I said.
Jenna blinked. “What?”
“You’re coming over.” I looked at Millie. “No arguments. I know every trick for feeding somebody who says they’re not hungry. I got very good at it.”
