drifting in a conversation if she had things that she didn’t think you’d be happy with. “I have seventeen people that are going to be given their summons to appear in the morning. Everyone at the school, including the cooks, is going to have to appear at some point when this hits the court system.”
“Do you think they were all involved?” Anna told her they were and why. “So just knowing about the abuse is going to get them shit canned. Good. I’m betting that in a few weeks, there are going to be a lot of people demanding their money back. I think my parents are wishing they’d not put them in this private school now. I know I didn’t even look at anything about it when I should have. I take some of the blame for that.”
“As I said, the school will close down, and then maybe—and that’s a big maybe—it will reopen when they have a new set of teachers. I was going to ask Morgan if he’d mind helping us with that for a few months. Not teaching, but just interviews.” Tru asked if she thought he’d do it. “I do now. Perhaps not before this happened, but he will now.”
Nodding, the three of them were still talking when Houston joined them. Her dad was with him, and they seemed to be having a very serious conversation. However, when they sat down, they talked about how the boys were holding up well and would more than likely be going home in the morning.
“My parents are going to help with some of the care they’re both going to need. Not a great deal, but Thatcher wants them to have a good bit of fun for the next couple of weeks. After they heal up a little. Then they’re going to go to the pack school with their buddy Clark.” Tru had forgotten about that and was glad that Houston mentioned it. She knew that Clark was going to a different school and that his mom worked for the packhouse. Tru had simply forgotten. “There will be a lot of arrests over the next few days. Even some parents are going to be taken in concerning this. The two main people are in jail now. I’ve never been so glad of someone being arrested as I am the two of them.” Everyone agreed.
When Tru made her way back to the room, she thought about what other things had been in the file. There were pictures of other abused children, each picture accompanied by all the information of the now adults. The one that bothered her the most was the one of the young boy that looked to be about seven. His death certificate said he’d committed suicide when he couldn’t handle what they were doing to him anymore.
Tru was going to make sure that no matter what happened, the boys were going to be all right mentally. She might talk to her parents about having them see someone now before they got in any deeper. Making herself a note on it, she was happy to find the boys both awake and talking to Clark. Kids could bounce back from just about anything, she thought.
Chapter 2
Allen watched his sister. He knew she was pissed off, but talking to her about it would only put him in her sites to take it out on. So he sat at the table and read the newspaper in bits and pieces. When she finally turned around and looked at him, it broke his heart to see that she’d been crying. Getting up, he pulled her into his arms and held her.
“They had to go and hurt those little boys, didn’t they?” He didn’t bother asking her to give him more details. They’d been living together for the last four years, and he knew her well enough to know she’d get to it. “I lost my job today. Not lost it, but I’ve been put on leave pending an investigation. What the hell do they hope to find? That I helped them abuse the students? I didn’t even know anything was going on—they’ve got me chasing my tail all the time. I’m supposed to be a teacher. I went to school for a long time to be one. And what do they have me doing? Slinging hash.”
“Hash?” She glared at him. “Sorry. I’m supposed to be supportive. But you have to admit, there have been some strange things going on there. Even you