Choke Point
“The woman behind the counter of the school office can’t contain her excitement; it explodes from her eyes and her suppressed grin. Bubbly and self-conscious, she knocks over a child-decorated tin can, sending pencils flying like pick-up sticks as she reaches for the phone. She can’t stop staring.
Equally convincing is Sonia’s calm and practiced reaction. She is gracious and polite. The two women shake hands. It settles the receptionist.
They are asked to stand before a webcam and have their pictures taken. Knox and Sonia exchange a telling glance. A sticker is produced for each that they affix to themselves.
“Not terribly flattering,” Sonia says, patting her collarbone.
In Knox’s photo, his camera hangs out of view, only its neck strap showing.
The phone call brings the head of school to the desk, a sad-looking woman in her fifties in need of a makeover. Her tired eyes speak of alcoholism or drug abuse.
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