Melissa.
The principal sat behind his desk.
Emma looked furious and close to tears. Travis stood in the corner with his arms crossed, angrier than I’d seen him in years.
I went straight to Emma.
“Baby, are you okay?”
She wrapped both arms around me. “I’m fine.”
I looked at Travis. “What happened?”
The principal stood. “Ma’am, there seems to be some confusion about pickup today. Your sister-in-law arrived to collect Emma this afternoon.”
I turned toward Melissa.
She raised both hands. “
Ryan told me to.”
The principal continued.
“She told our staff that Emma’s father had authorized her pickup. Emma refused to leave with her. Shortly afterward, Mr. Travis arrived for his regular pickup.”
“They didn’t know who they were supposed to release her to, so I asked them to call you.”
