She stopped talking and no one said anything so Clarisse felt like maybe she sounded like an idiot but when no one saying anything went on a while, for some reason, her mouth kept moving.
“Fin’s Dad died, Mr. Klausen, and things aren’t good at home. Everyone in this school knows at least the part about Fin’s Dad dying. It isn’t cool for those guys to do the stuff they do all the time. It isn’t cool they did what they did to Fin and me. But it really isn’t cool for them to pick on a kid who just lost his Dad. I figure everyone learns in life all through their life. No one ever stops learning. But I’m not sure the lesson you’re teachin’ right now is fair. You’re sayin’ justice is blind but she’s also deaf. And Fin’s Dad dying, he’s already learned life isn’t fair. You may get mad me sayin’ this but I don’t think it’s right that after learnin’ that and him knowin’ it every day when he wakes up and fallin’ asleep knowin’ it at night, you teach him the same thing all over again even when he was doin’ a right that you just consider wrong.”
Again no one said anything and they did this for so long, Clarisse was sure she looked like an idiot.
She didn’t know whether to run out of the room, burst out crying or sit down and shut up.
Before she could make her decision, Principal Klausen said quietly, “How about this? Two days detention for Fin. No suspension. I don’t want fighting in my school and I want that message clear. But I’ll accept extenuating circumstances in this case.”
At that, Clarisse knew she wanted to cry, she was so happy, but she didn’t.
“We’ll accept that,” Dusty said immediately.
Fin grabbed Clarisse’s hand and tugged it so she sat down next to him. She twisted her head to look at him and saw him grinning at her.
She’d done good.
She even might have sounded just a little like Dusty which was cool.
She grinned back.
Dusty, her Dad and Principal Klausen talked for a while. Then everyone stood and shook hands, including Mr. Klausen shaking Fin and Clarisse’s hand.
And when he shook Clarisse’s, he didn’t let it go so she looked up into his eyes.
“You don’t write a bestseller, Rees, then I expect we’ll hear you’re changing things in Washington,” he muttered. Clarisse smiled at him because that felt nice but no way she was going to Washington. Fin’s aunt lived there, she was a bitch and an attorney. Clarisse was not going to do anything like that.
They left the office and her Dad grabbed her head, tugged it to him and kissed the top of it. “That was great, what you did in there. Proud of you, honey,” he whispered in her hair.
That felt good too but better. Way better.
When he let her go, she grinned up at him. Then he started walking to the front doors with Dusty and Clarisse was about to follow when Fin tagged her hand.
“See you later tonight,” Dad called and she looked from him to Fin and her brows drew together.
“Your Dad says I take you home,” Fin said quietly.
Clarisse blinked.
Fin smiled huge.
Then he pulled her closer and finished even quieter, “Every day.”
Wow! Awesome!
Clarisse smiled at Fin then her head jerked around so she could look her father’s way. Dusty was by him and smiling big at her feet, walking out the door her Dad was holding open. Dad was looking their way and he wasn’t smiling, he was watching close (as usual). Then he shook his head. Then his lips twitched.
Then he looked to his boots and followed Dusty.
Watching him go, Clarisse’s heart lurched as something shifted inside her. It was big. Huge. Colossal. And she kept feeling it as she watched her Dad walk away.
And it wasn’t until Fin tugged her hand then moved them toward the hall that led to the parking lot that she got it.
Fin let her hand go, she felt his arm slide around her shoulders and he tucked her tight to his side. She liked walking with Fin like this. No, loved it. His body was solid and warm and he was the perfect height for his arm to curl comfortably around her shoulders and hers to curl around his waist, which she did right away when he pulled her to him.
They fit. It felt right, natural. Fin tall and strong and handsome at her side. Clarisse proud to be held there.
And she knew what just happened.
Her Dad let her go a little bit and walking next to Fin, so close, Fin’s hold on her tightened and she wasn’t talking about the one he had around her shoulders.
But between these two men she loved, both in one way or another holding her close always, Clarisse Haines knew she would never fall.
And it was weird, like feeling lost at the same time feeling found. It made her feel like smiling and crying.
She did neither.
She just walked at her guy’s side to his truck, climbed in after he opened her door and sat there as he rounded the hood and angled in beside her.
But she grinned when he almost immediately muttered, “Buckle up, babe.”
She twisted to find the seatbelt, still grinning.
No, after that day, what Fin had done to protect her then him telling her to buckle up and be safe the minute he got in his truck, Clarisse Haines knew she’d never fall.
Not ever.
Not ever.
*
“Hang on a second,” I called.
Rees and Fin were headed out the backdoor, Fin with Rees’s book bag slung over his shoulder. He also had some swelling at his cheekbone that had also purpled the area under his eye. But like any hot guy who got tagged protecting his girl, for some reason, his war wound made him look even hotter.
It was eight thirty. Rees had to be home by nine. Fin always moved her out around eight thirty to walk her the five minutes home. Plenty of time to stop by the back gate and chat or participate in other activities. I hadn’t seen it. It was mid-March and the days were getting longer but it was still dark by the time Fin walked Rees home. But I suspected it was a good guess.
They both stopped and looked at me as I walked into the kitchen.
My eyes went to Fin.
“Can I have a second with Rees?”
He looked at me then he looked at Rees then, finally, he jerked up his chin to me.
To Rees, he muttered, “I’ll meet you outside, babe.”
She smiled up at him and nodded.
Fin looked at me again, this time assessingly before he moved out the backdoor, closing it behind him.
I moved to Rees.
She tipped her head to the side and I thought it was cute.
“Is everything okay, Dusty?” she asked.
I stopped close and said quietly, “Yeah. Just wanted to say those tacos you and Fin made for dinner were yummy.”