Her Kind Of Man
"You're incompetent!"
"Excuse me?" Makayla Stevens gripped the phone so hard, a sharp pain whizzed up her arm. "I've done nothing but help Terrance."
"Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you're the problem?"
"No, because Terrance is having issues in his other classes, as well. He—"
"Sure, and I'm supposed to believe you."
"Mrs. Blake, each incident has been clearly documented and—"
Click.
"Hello? Hello?" The dial tone buzzed in her ear. Makayla stared down at the receiver, eyes wide, mouth agape. It wasn't the first time she'd argued with a parent about their child's behavior, but she had never been spoken to in such a scathing manner.
Throughout their conversation, Makayla had heard gleeful revving noises in the background and knew that Terrance was playing nearby. But that didn't stop Mrs. Blake from punctuating her sentences with lively curse words. It was no wonder the five-year-old was a holy terror.
In the ten years Makayla had been teaching, she had never met a child she didn't like—until now. Only a month into the school year and Terrance Blake had been sent to the principal's office five times. Mr. Gibson gave his support, but Makayla h ... read full excerpt from: Her Kind of Man ebook
