What made her most angry was this.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she could no longer even put on a perfunctory expression.
Emily Goldsmith was straightforward, not stupid, and she could see whether Mrs. Hanson was still blaming her. She regretted even more that she had called Enna Clark out earlier.
If she hadn't asked Enna out, Enna wouldn't have gotten involved.
She bit her lower lip, awkwardly tugged Enna Clark's hand, and whispered with a face full of guilt, "Enna, I'm sorry."
Enna Clark patted her hand back, comforting her instead, "I'm fine."
Seeing her calm expression, unaffected by Mrs. Hanson's attitude, Emily felt a bit relieved. She stepped forward and said to Mr. Hanson, "Grandpa Hanson, since you're all here, Enna and I will leave first. I'll come visit Sister Wendy another day."
Mrs. Hanson raised her willow eyebrows dissatisfied and asked, "You're leaving?"
