CHAPTER 12
KENNEDY’S PHONE RANG as soon as Reuben got up to get himself more food.
“Hello?”
Without any sort of greeting, her dad demanded, “Please tell me you don’t have anything to do with that protest they’re planning this afternoon in front of the court house.”
Hi, Dad. It’s good to talk to you, too. “No, I’ve got class soon, and I’m headed over to the Lindgrens’ for dinner tonight.”
She could perfectly envision her father’s frown all the way from Yanji.
“Well, I don’t want you anywhere near it. These things always start out as peaceful demonstrations, but you never know what can happen after that. It’s like piling up all your old gas cans right outside a match factory and then acting surprised when you get an explosion.”
“I wasn’t planning to go. I already said I’m too busy.” S
