Chapter 95

• The air in the office was cold as my father, Jeremy, and I faced the notorious school proprietor. His sinister smile sent shivers down my spine. This was the person responsible for so much pain and suffering in our lives.
• "You are here, friend. Guess we could fight now," he said in a mocking tone in his voice, yelling at my father.
• "I am not here for you yet, coward!" My father's response was firm, a reflection of determination that fueled him.