“Did you know they were coming today?”
“Uhhh…”
“Because I sure didn’t know. You better get moving, kiddo.”
“I kind of forgot all about it.”
“Did you know?”
“I might, sort of.”
I gave her a look.
“I might have been talking to Grandma on Skype,” she confessed. “And I might have said it would be okay to come out and see me, but I didn’t say an actual day. I don’t think.”
“Like I said, you better get moving.”
Kelly slithered out from under the covers just as the doorbell rang. I left her to get herself dressed and went down to answer the door.
Fiona was up front, ramrod stiff and stone-faced. Marcus hovered just behind her, looking uncomfortable.
“Glen,” she said. Her voice could cut ice.
“Hey, Glen,” Marcus attempted. “How’s it going?”
“This is a surprise,” I said.
“We came to see Kelly,” Fiona said. “To see how she’s doing.” Her tone implied she doubted my daughter was doing well.
“Was this one of those weekends?”
“Do I need it to be one of ‘those weekends’ to see my granddaughter?”
“We might not have been home. And I’d hate for you to come for nothing.” This sounded reasonable to me, but Fiona flushed.
Marcus cleared his throat. “We thought we’d chance it.”
I stepped back to give them room to come inside. “You’ve been talking to Kelly over the Internet?” I asked Fiona.
“We’ve had some chats,” Fiona said. “I’m very worried about her. I can just imagine what she’s going through. When Sheila lost her father, she was older than Kelly, but she still took it so very hard.”
“The thruway was a son of a bitch,” Marcus said, still trying to cut through the tension. “Seems like they’re ripping up the roads all over the place.”
“Yeah,” I said. “They do that.”
“Look,” he said, “I told Fiona, you know, maybe this isn’t such a great idea, just showing up without calling or-”
“Marcus, do not apologize for me. There’s something I want to discuss with you, Glen,” Fiona said, in a tone MacArthur might have used when he got the Japanese to surrender.
“What’s that?”
“Kelly was telling me, during our Skype chat, that things aren’t going very well for her at school.”
“Kelly’s doing fine. Her grades are even a little better than last year.”
“I’m not talking about her grades. I’m talking about her social situation.”
“What about it?”
“I understand the other children are being horrible to her.”
“It hasn’t been an easy time for her.”
“Yes, well, I wouldn’t think so, considering that the boy who died in that accident was a student at Kelly’s school. She’s being tormented. That’s not a good environment for the child.”
“She told you about the kids calling her Boozer.”
“She did. So you do know.”
“Of course I know.”
“I guess I thought, if you knew, you would have done something about it.”
I felt that familiar prickling at the back of my neck. I didn’t want to get into this with her, but couldn’t let her get away with it. “I’m doing something about it, Fiona. Rest easy.”
“Are you moving her to another school?”
“Fiona, she only told me about this last night. I don’t know what it was like where you went to school, but in Milford the schools aren’t open on weekends. But I’ll be getting in touch with the principal first thing Monday morning.”
Fiona glared at me a moment, then looked away. When she met my eyes again, she seemed to have made an effort to soften her look. “I had an idea that might preclude you from having to do that, Glen.”
“What might that be?”
“Marcus and I talked about the possibility of Kelly going to school in Darien.”
He gave me another uncomfortable look. It seemed clear this idea had not originated with him.
“I don’t think so,” I said.
She nodded, as though she anticipated my reaction. “I can understand your reluctance. But let’s look at the situation objectively. All the stress Kelly is being subjected to now can’t be good for her academic performance. If she were in another school, where the other students don’t know her situation, or that other boy, it would be a fresh start for her.”
“It’ll pass,” I said.
“And,” she continued, ignoring me, “there are several schools within a few miles of our place that come very highly recommended. Their test scores are far superior to the results being achieved in the public schools. Even if Kelly had not suffered such a tragedy, were not being subjected to this harassment at her school, it would be an alternative worth considering. These are good, solid institutions with impeccable credentials. Many of Fairfield County’s more prominent families have enrolled their children in these schools.”
“I’m sure they can afford them,” I said.
Fiona shook her head. “Money’s not a problem, Glen. I’ll look after any tuition-related expenses.”
I thought I glimpsed something in Marcus’s face at that moment. I told Fiona, “I think it would be a bit much for Kelly to commute from here to Darien every day for school.”
She smiled slyly at me. “Kelly would be with us through the week, of course, and back here with you on weekends. We’ve already been talking to a designer, someone Marcus knows, about making over the room Kelly stays in when she sleeps over now. She’d have a place for her computer, a desk where she could do her homework, and-”
“You’re not taking her away from me,” I said bluntly.
“Not at all,” Fiona said, feigning offense. “I can’t believe you’d think such a thing. I’m trying to help you, Glen. You and Kelly. Believe me, I know how hard it is to raise a child on your own. I’ve been there. I understand what it must be like for you, trying to juggle work and being a father. You’re probably only just getting back into the swing of things, but you wait and see. You’re on a job site, outside of town, you’re waiting for a delivery or an inspection or a client-I don’t know, I don’t pretend to understand what you do-and suddenly realize you have to be at the school to pick Kelly up.”
“I’ll have to roll with it,” I said.
Fiona reached out and touched one of my folded arms, quite a gesture for her. “Glen-I know you and I, we haven’t always seen eye to eye. But what I’m proposing here, it’s in Kelly’s best interest. Surely even you can see that. I’m trying to give her every possible opportunity.”
The thing was, it wasn’t an entirely terrible idea, if I could swallow my pride about who’d be paying for it-there was no way I could afford to send Kelly to a private school here or anywhere else. And if I believed Fiona’s motives were genuine, I might have been willing to entertain the proposal. But I couldn’t help but feel this was an attempt on her part to drive a wedge between my own daughter and me. With Sheila gone, Fiona wanted control over her granddaughter.
“I told you,” Marcus said to his wife. “I told you this would come across as too pushy.”
“This really doesn’t involve you, Marcus,” she said. “Kelly is my granddaughter, not yours. There’s no blood connection.”
He looked my way, as if to say, I know what you’re going through, pal.
“I am involved,” Marcus insisted. “Kelly would be coming to live with us. ” He glanced at me again and clarified. “Through the week. And I’m okay with that, but don’t say it doesn’t involve me, goddamn it. Don’t say that for one second.”
“Kelly’s staying with me,” I said.
“Well,” Fiona said, not accepting defeat, “clearly you need some time to think about it. And of course, we’ll want to see what Kelly has to say. She might like the idea very much.”
“It’s my call,” I reminded her.
“Of course it is.” She patted my arm again. “Where is the little princess, anyway? I was thinking we could at least take her on a little excursion for the afternoon-maybe to the Stamford mall. Get her a new winter coat or something.”
“I think Kelly should stay at home today,” I said. “The thing is, something’s happened, something I haven’t even had a chance to tell Kelly about yet, and I don’t know how she’s going to react, but I think she’s going to be very upset.”