Upper Class: Chapter 9

I stare at Shan, the clank and clamor of the bustling dining room fading to a hum. She’s concentrating on her eggs. They keep sliding off the fork, and she looks comically frustrated by this.

“Shan…” I say slowly.

She looks up at me. “Hmm?”

“Shan, your mom is the principal of your school?”

She puts down her fork, and her eyes shutter.

“Yeah, so?”

I swallow. “My mother. My mother is the mechaneches and main teacher for eleventh grade in my school.”