Leaves and twigs and dead things crunched under our heels. In some places, the ground went squishy. I heard, but couldn’t see, critters rustling away. “Well, you weren’t wrong,” I said. “I also wasn’t employed. And for all I know I was wrong. Just because she was the director’s niece doesn’t mean she was inexperienced.” “Really, bro?” “Okay, fine. I might have been right about that.”
