Viper's Run(44)

“Thank you, I would like to get back to work. As you can see I have the doctor’s release that states I am able to perform my job.” Winter nodded at the release form in his hand.

“Please come into my office.”

Holding the door open for her, Winter went in, sitting down reluctantly in the chair he offered. As he sat down behind his desk she noticed he was no longer smiling.

“Winter, I think perhaps it would be better for everyone involved if instead of returning to work you turned in your resignation,” he intimidated.

Stunned, Winter didn’t know how to respond. She had missed months of work recuperating, but it had never entered her mind that she would not have a job to return to when the time came.

“Why? I am aware I have had to miss...”

“It has nothing to do with your injuries,” Mr. Murphy quickly interrupted.

“It doesn’t?” At his nod. “Then I don’t understand. Exactly why am I being fired?” Winter questioned.

“You’re not being fired, I wanted to give you the choice so that it wouldn’t go on your record. You can find another job in another more lenient school system.” Again the plastic smile was pasted on his face.

“Perhaps you need to explain exactly why the school system wants my resignation.”

“Very well, I didn’t want to embarrass you, but it has come to the attention of several of the school board members that you have not been acting in an professional manner that is required of those who work for our school system.”

“How have I been acting unprofessional? I have been in a wheelchair the last few months, it has only been the last few weeks that I was able to start walking again. I have certainly not been the party girl you are trying to insinuate that I am,” Winter argued.

“It has become common knowledge around town that you are living with one of The Last Riders, in fact the president of the club. Is that true?” He asked.

Winter’s stomach sank. “Yes, but I lived there while I recuperated. I am moving back into my home tomorrow.” Winter’s flesh crawled at the look he gave her, barely hiding his contempt.

“You just admitted that you have been able to walk for a few weeks. Certainly there was no reason that you could not have maintained your own residence.” Winter remained silent. “Are you involved in a relationship with the one they call Viper?” This time he made no attempt to hide his contempt.

Winter remained silent. She didn’t even know the answer to that question herself anymore. Each morning Viper was gone before she woke and didn’t come to bed until she was asleep.

“Yes, well the school board thinks it’s best that you resign and find a position elsewhere. We cannot have a high school principal over hundreds of children living with a motorcycle club.”

“I have a contract, I won’t resign. I have done nothing to be ashamed of.”

“That remains to be seen, Winter. You certainly are within your rights to try to save your job, just as we are to terminate you as an employee. I am sorry.” Winter could tell that he wasn’t in the least sorry.

Winter didn’t say another word leaving his office with her head held high. If Murphy and the school board thought she would slink into the background, well, they didn’t know her, not at all.





Winter didn’t say a word to Beth after briefly explaining she had been fired. She kept giving her concerned glances. Winter kept her face impassive, not wanting her to know exactly how devastated she was. When Beth parked in her driveway it was with a feeling of relief that she would have some privacy.

“Thanks Beth, I will be alright from here.”

“You sure? I can wait around for a while if you need me. I am just taking Ton to the store for Viper, then I am free for the day.”

“I’m sure,” Winter assured her hastily.

Getting out of the car with the use of her cane took a little time, Beth waited until she had her front door open before pulling out.

The inside smelled of must and everything needed a good dusting. Winter sat on her couch and let everything that had happened the last few months go through her mind. How her whole world had changed within the last months. She had gone from a professional, to a woman living with a motorcycle club with no responsibilities other than to help with paperwork that no one had asked her to do anyway.

She had worked hard for her degree, had been proud of becoming a principal of the high school, more importantly, so had her mother. Now everything was gone. Even the house she had shared with her no longer seemed like a home.

Winter felt lost, sighing she got to her feet. She was never the type to feel sorry for herself and she was determined to take the life back she had lost since she had been attacked.