Maybe This Time (The Educators Book 3) by Kathryn Shay

Author:Kathryn Shay
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: school violence, troubled teens, teacher series, contemporary novella, opposite attracts, teachers and students, professional conflict, contemporary romance
Publisher: Kathryn Shay
Published: 2011-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Sitting beside her mother in the town car they’d rented, Stephanie turned on her cell phone. She hadn’t checked any of the texts she’d gotten in New York because she didn’t want to get upset on her vacation with her mother. But she’d have to read them before she went back to school, when she’d have to deal with Schmooze. Sure enough, there were several texts, all from her…

hey, baby, how’s nyc? gonna have lots to catch up on here miss u.

really rockin’ now me, mitz and catherine the great are settin’ up a plan u r part of it.

bad news tom tom got catherine again she failed two tests and he called good ole daddy cg is in the hospital he beat her up bad child protective might take her away from the bastard father…

btw saw your favorite teach today she musta got some over the weekend because she was sending off mega vibes…

hurry back time to go boom!!!

Her mother interrupted her reading, but Steph had seen enough. “Are you sure you want to go to your father’s now, darling? You don’t have to until Wednesday.”

“I wanna see Violet, Mom. Besides, I missed a weekend with him and he gets grumpy if I don’t make it up.” Hmm, Steph hadn’t wondered much about what that meant, but now the statement made her think maybe he wanted to be with her.

Quiet. A favorite weapon of her mother’s, probably of all bipolar people, was freezing you out. Since she was little, every time Steph did something her mother didn’t like, she was given the cold shoulder. When she cooperated, Andrea lavished love. She never understood it as a kid, still didn’t, really.

When they pulled up to the front of her dad’s condo, Andrea didn’t even ask whose little blue Mazda was in the driveway.

“I’m not getting out. It’s damp still from the rain and I don’t want to dirty the new shoes I got in New York.”

For a minute, she studied her mother. Today she wore a chic green linen suit and pearls which she’d bought in New York and spent a fortune on. Steph didn’t share her sense of style, wearing jeans capris and a short striped blouse. Though she did put on the clunky sandals she bought in the city.

She pecked her mother on the cheek. “Thanks for the vacation. See you Thursday.”

“Goodbye, dear.”

Stephanie raced into the house. When the door slammed, Ms. Dawson appeared in the archway to the living room. She wore dark peach pants and a long white top with a huge peach belt. Her hair was pulled off to one side in a big clip that matched the silver on the belt. “Hey, girl, you’re back.”

Dropping her bags, Steph flew to Ms. Dawson and threw herself into her teacher’s arms. Now this woman knew how to hug—hers was firm and hardy. And, for the first time in days, Stephanie felt safe again.

“I missed you,” she said enthusiastically.

“I missed you, too.”

Meowing at her feet. “Oh, Violet.

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