He noticed the looks, the whispers behind hands and the disapproving glances. Not that he cared in the least, but he was sick of Honey getting them. Stopping when she tugged he realized they were at the school. “So poppet, who is the boy we’ll be watching during your yard hours?” Honey turned to look up at her father and said, “He’s the one with the really red hair, the freckles and the green pants and white shirt daddy.” She explained. “He always wears green pants.” She rolled her eyes at that. “And we shouldn’t even get to wear them because it’s not in the handbook but, well anyway.” Since he was the principal’s son he got away with murder. “That’s him.” She tilted her head slightly toward the boy. Nodding, he crouched down in front of her and smoothed her top. “Get to class so you’re not late and remember what I told you sweetheart. No beating up the boy. But,” he said when she gave him a look, “if he throws the first punch remember rule one of fighting.
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