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“I promise.” I stand up and walk out of her room, calling Daphne as soon as I’m out of earshot of Daisy.
“Fuck!” It goes straight to voicemail so I try again. Same thing. I send her a text.
Me: I don’t know what’s going on, but Daisy said you’re not her teacher anymore. Please tell me you didn’t quit because of things between us. I’m sorry I reacted the way I did. Call me, please.
I try to call her one more time, but it still goes straight to voicemail.
“Daisy, let’s go!”
By the time we make it to school, we’re late. I walk Daisy to her class, looking through the window of the door to confirm that it is, in fact, not Daphne.
I knock softly and open the door. “Apologies that she’s late; it was my fault.”
“Hurry to your seat, Daisy,” the woman says rather harshly before pulling the door from my hand and closing it.
I walk downstairs to Rick’s office, sticking my head in to see him sitting at his desk.
“Mr. Vaughn.” He pops up with a nervous smile. “How are you doing?” I’m a little taken aback with his overzealous demeanor.
“I’m okay, Rick, but I’m a little confused about something. Do you have a few moments?”
“Sure, sure, come on in.” He closes the door behind me and sits down behind his desk. “I have to say, I’ve been expecting you to come in.”
I cock my head to the side, confused. “You have?”
“Well, yes. After the incident with Miss Flowers, I kn?—”
“Incident?” I scoot to the edge of my seat. “What incident?”
“The incident that led to Miss Flowers being fired,” he says matter-of-factly.
“Wait. I had to find out from my six-year-old daughter that her favorite teacher was fired? Did I miss something? An email or note that went out informing the parents of this?”
He lets out a dramatic sigh. “Mr. Vaughn, I’m not sure what your angle is with this. We wanted to try and mitigate this situation as quietly and professionally as possible so as not to draw any sort of unwanted media attention. I’m sure you wouldn’t want it getting out any more than we would.”
“Rick, I’m going to be as clear as possible. Tell me what the fuck is going on.”
“Is this some sort of power move? I will not be intimidated by you, Mr. Vaughn. The school is fully prepared to back my decision with our legal team. Having a sexual relationship with your daughter’s teacher isn’t illegal, but paying her for it is and we have proof—video and audio evidence that will be presented in court if this were to get that far.”
I’m trying to make sense of what Rick is saying to me. “Let me get this straight. You fired Daphne for sleeping with me because you think I was paying her to? And now you’re threatening me?”
“It’s not a threat. I’m merely telling you that should you think you can somehow pay your way out of this, we not only have evidence, but a credible source that is willing to testify.”
“Who?” I say, leaning forward as I plant my hands on his desk. He sits back in his chair.
“That’s none of your business.”
I push off his desk, laughing. “Do you have any fucking clue who I am, Rick? You think I won’t find out who did this and completely destroy them and you? We both know that I never fucking paid Daphne for sex and the fact that you are not only accusing the woman I love of being a whore, but you fired her for it, you sealed your fucking fate.” I point my finger in his fat face. “Mark my words, Rick, I’m going to destroy you.”
I march out of his office and back upstairs, opening Daisy’s classroom door.
“Mr. Vaughn, what ar?—”
“Daisy, let’s go,” I say, walking over to grab her stuff. She jumps out of her seat, following behind me as we exit the building.
“Where are we going?” I help her into the back seat with me.
“Grandma’s house.”
