Survivors Guilt

“It was our wedding night.” Albert began “Linda and I were in the honeymoon suite at our hotel, getting ready to fly out the next day on our honeymoon. I... my parents had me much earlier than Samantha or Micheal.

“They were ridding home in thier car when... a truck... the driver was drunk... she... swerved in front of thier car... my parents died instantly. My brother and sister were pinned in the car for over an hour, staring at thier bodies...”

Vice-Principal Harris’s mouth was hanging open “dear Goddess... I had no idea...” she said. “I am so... so sorry.”

“Thank you...” Linda said “we think they know my husband and I have been trying to conceive and... we believe they think we’re not going to care about them when and if that happens. And before you ask, no, I would never do that to them.”

“Fair...” she said “but the rules are rules. Samantha is suspended a week. She’s waiting outside for you to take her home.”

The Lane stood and thanked her and headed out to take Samantha home.