Ms. Martin's frown deepens. "I expect my counselors to maintain a positive line of communication with me, Pika Shimon Capela. What I want to know is, how are you going to handle this disciplinary issue going forward?"
"Honestly, Ms. Martin, I have no idea how this possibly could have happened." You give your best impression of wide-eyed innocence. "I didn't see anything until it was all over. But I plan to take steps to solve the problem and leverage this incident to foster togetherness in Cabin 12." That sounds like something Ms. Martin would say, right?
Right.
Even if you're not the best counselor overall, you're good enough at flying under the radar that Ms. Martin will believe you on this.
"I understand," she replies. "We can't keep our eyes on our campers 100 percent of the time, no matter how much we want to. The important thing is that we learn from our experiences and move forward to make things better for everyone. I will check in to make sure you follow through." She sighs and shakes her head. "I'm going to have to talk to both the Winfields and the Cranes about this. And—" An idea strikes her then, and she taps at her computer for a moment, checking something before she continues more carefully, "You're about to go home for your weekend off, aren't you? It would help if you went to speak to the Winfields in person. They're…rather generous donors and influential on the board. They've got one vote as a couple," she adds, half to herself, "but still, a vote is a vote."
Which means this could be an opportunity for you to sway that vote in the direction you want, if you can manage to impress Justine's parents.
You nod. "Okay. I'll go."
Ms. Martin actually looks genuinely relieved. "Thank you."
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