“What happened?” I asked her.
“Mrs. Myers just doesn’t like me,” she replied.
I gave Stacy a look. Yes, I trusted my daughter, but I also knew she could be a bit of a troublemaker at home. Though I hadn’t experienced it yet, I was sure she wasn’t a perfect angel in school.
That being said, with how completely unlikeable Mrs. Myers was, I wanted to be sure of things before I walked in through the door.
“Tell me what happened,” I said. “Quickly. Or I won’t be able to defend you in there.”
Stacy lowered her head. “She said I was talking back, but I was just trying to correct her.”
“What did she say that you had to correct?” I asked.
“She said dolphins were fish,” Stacy said, crossing her arms. “But they are mammals. I know they are mammals. But she wouldn’t believe me, and then I got i
