Gemotions

He was late for the parent-teacher conference, deliberately so. He found Ms. Garcia already seated, a carefully neutral expression on her face. The woman had been his nemesis, and he could see now she didn't realize who he was.

He took a seat, the chair squeaking loudly in the tense silence. He didn't say hello, didn't offer a smile. He let her explain his daughter's, Sarah's, "difficulties." He listened, but every word felt like a personal attack. He was determined not to let Sarah be treated the way he had been. He would ensure she knew she was worthy. He'd make this a conference they would remember.