and his fairness to the staff. Until now, she hadnât considered that Larry was influenced by his motherâs narrow opinions. She conceded that many of the parents would be angry, for there had been some strenuous objection when Janie enrolled in the school. Violet had dealt with angry parents many times, but always before she had Larryâs support. He obviously wouldnât support her now, but to do what he suggested was repugnant.
âLarry, I will not change those awards.â
âThen, Iâll do it. If you havenât seen them, you donât even know who was chosen.â
âBut I will know, for the judges send me a copy of their deliberations and the winnersâ names. And,â she paused to draw a deep breath, âif Janie doesnât have the recognition she deserves, Iâll make their report public.â
âYouâre making a mistake,â Larry said angrily and terminated the conversation.
Violet didnât even go to bed for she knew she would never sleep. She agreed with Larry that many of theparents would complain long and loud about Janie being chosen, and she had enjoyed a good rapport with the parents, who had endorsed everything she wanted to do. She didnât want to lose their support. But why should they blame her?
And what about her relationship with Larry? His attention had given Violet more self-confidence than she had ever had. She enjoyed the prestige she had gained in Maitland because she was a part of the Holland circle. More than that, their relationship seemed to be serious.
Was it necessary to sacrifice her future as a teacher, and her bond with Larry for the sake of a girl she had known such a short while? Violet had to honestly admit that the cost seemed high, but her conscience and ethical upbringing wouldnât let her do otherwise.
She could almost hear Aunt Ruth say, âRight is right and wrong is wrong. You canât ride the fence between the two. Nobody has ever said that living an upright life is easy.â
She envisioned Tom Walker, the minister at the local church she attended. He had preached a sermon on integrity a few weeks ago. His theme Scripture had been from Psalm 101, âNo one who practices deceit will dwell in my house; no one who speaks falsely will stand in my presence.â
And there was Roger Gibson, a man she admired. More than once she had heard him say to his youth group, when he was challenging them to live a cut above the average, âIt is better, if it is Godâs will, to suffer for doing good than for doing evil.â
It was a difficult decision to make, but as a Christian, a teacher, and a friend to Janie, she couldnât givein to Larryâs demands. She would have to face critical parents without his support.
A cup of strong coffee, a cinnamon roll, and a hot shower did little to bolster her courage when she set out early for school. She had to be on hand to answer studentsâ questions or complaints if there were any. Violet went first to the gym and checked the projects. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Janieâs exhibit still had the Best of Show purple medallion, so she wouldnât have to confront Larry publicly on that.
Overall, she was pleased with the awards and didnât see why anyone should have any just complaints. Violet entered her room a half hour before any students were due, which gave her time to review her lesson plans. Her mind had been blank on everyday matters since Larry had called last night. After readying the equipment she would need for the day, Violet accessed the Internet. She felt faint with relief when she read her one E-mail letter: âYou were right, of course, and I apologize. If there are any complaints, Iâll try to field them in the office. Dinner tomorrow evening? Larry.â
Feeling as giddy as a kite in a strong March wind, Violet clicked the Reply to Author button, and typed in, âSounds great to me.
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