“I don’t know what’s bothering you,” Ms. Carpenter says, “and I don’t need you to tell me. But I do need you to understand that words mean something, and the words you used just now were very damaging.” Hannah’s heart hammers in her chest. “I wasn’t being damaging, I was just speculating. Besides, so what if I’m right about him? How is that damaging? Because he’s not supposed to be that way?” Ms. Carpenter’s eyes rest steadily on Hannah’s. Her sharp, dark eyebrows crease inward again. “Damaging because you insinuated it would be a bad thing.”
Lowkey ate her up.
