out to the school again tonight?” she asked.
“He usually drives,” I said, keeping my voice level.
Clara smoothed the loops of the maroon ribbon on top of the plastic lid.
“My sister saw him down at the county courthouse desk yesterday morning,” she said.
I picked up the rose box by its narrow handle.
“He had farm business in town,” I said.
She said he looked like he was standing in front of a tax board,” Clara said.
I pulled the flower box against the chest of my maroon booster sweatshirt.
“We have to be at the gymnasium entrance by five thirty,” I said.
Clara looked at me quietly for a long moment before nodding her head once.
“Tell Kaylee the whole row of booster mothers will be sitting behind the team bench,” she said.
I pulled back into our gravel driveway at three fifteen sharp.
Mason was sitting
