“Your daughter hasn’t told you anything, has she?”
Her smile faded. She closed the classroom door and turned back to me.
“Your daughter hasn’t told you anything, has she?”
My stomach tightened.
“Told me what?”
She led me into an empty office.
“Your daughter hasn’t attended class in almost two weeks.”
“She stopped lessons because she said you didn’t think she was talented enough.”
I stared. “She comes here three days a week.”
“To the building, yes. But she stopped lessons because she said you didn’t think she was talented enough.”
I pulled out my phone. “I’ve kept paying tuition.”
“She’s still enrolled. I thought you were holding her place,” Ms. Alvarez said.
“Audrey insisted it was your decision and begged me not to call.”
“So you didn’t contact me?”
“I urged her to speak to you, but she insisted you wouldn’t change your mind.”
