“Justin hit me.”
I glance at Justin, studiously bent over his books, certain that he’s scarcely registered his accuser’s existence.
“When was this then?”
Jody screws up her eyes, concentrating.
“Justin was absent yesterday, Jody.”
“Maybe some other time then.”
“Did anyone see this?”
“M-Martin…” She falters over the name.
She nods. He’s from Year 9, four years older.
“Behind the bike shed.”
“What were you doing there?”
“Martin said he’d kill me if I told.”
I sigh. They’ll always find a way to tell… you just need to keep listening.
I’m off out for the best part of the day, so I’ve made the assumption that this week’s photo is school-related; I’ll be adding the photo when it appears. Congratulations to Rochelle on her fourth year of hosting Friday Fictioneers. I remember her first day – it seems like yesterday. I know you’ve had a busy week Rochelle – so hopefully you’ll get a chance to rest now you’re back home. And thank you for four years of excellent hosting – it’s greatly appreciated. 🙂