“Excellent!” said Mr. Tushman. “And I told him about the school play and some of the electives,” said Charlotte.
“Oh no!” she said suddenly. “We forgot to show him the art room!”
That's okay,” said Mr. Tushman.But we can show it to him now,” Charlotte offered.
Don't we have to pick Via up soon?I said to Mom. That was our signal for my telling Mom if I really wanted to leave.
Oh, you're right,said Mom, getting up. I could tell she was pretending to check the time on her watch.
I'm sorry, everybody. I lost track of the time. We have to go pick up my daughter at her new school.
She's taking an unofficial tour today.” This part wasn't a lie: that Via was checking out her new school today.
The part that was a lie was that we were picking her up at the school, which we weren't. She was coming home with Dad later.
“Where does she go to school?” asked Mr. Tushman, getting up. “She's starting Faulkner High School this fall.”
“Wow, that's not an easy school to get into. Good for her!” “Thank you,” said Mom, nodding.
“It'll be a bit of a schlep, though. The A train down to Eighty-Sixth,
then the crosstown bus all the way to the East Side. Takes an hour that way but it's just a fifteen-minute drive.”
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