Seeking His Love (18 page)

Another murmur passed through the crowd.

Rachel clutched her notes. “I crossed some of those boundaries to try to help a troubled student, and he misunderstood my intentions. The problem snowballed, and in the end I had to resign.” She glanced around the group, trying to gauge their reactions. Had she told them enough to gain their understanding and support?

Haley’s father cleared his throat. “I think we need to know which parts of that policy you broke.”

Rachel blew out a deep breath, praying for the right words. There was a very delicate line between protecting Kyle’s privacy and giving an honest answer.

“I tried to be a caring friend, but the student interpreted that as romantic interest. Of course, I didn’t realize that until it was too late. One day, things reached a crisis. He was very upset, but there was no time to talk at school. So I agreed to meet him off campus. I wanted to convince him to get professional help. That was a worthy goal, but I went about it in the wrong way. I never should’ve crossed that line or broken the school’s policy.”

Several parents leaned toward their mates or friends and whispered comments, their faces reflecting doubt and concern. Suzanne chewed her lip, and Hannah closed her eyes and bowed her head.

Rachel released a shuddering breath. Had she just sealed her fate? Was it a lost cause? Should she step down now so Chandra could take over and try to keep N.C.Y.T. going?

Gail Mitchell rose to her feet, her face a steely mask. “Your lack of common sense and disregard for your school’s policy make me doubt you have the character or qualifications needed to lead N.C.Y.T.” Gail turned toward the parents. “How can we entrust our children to someone who has such poor judgment? Someone who would go behind the back of those in authority over her?”

Rachel’s legs weakened. She gripped the podium, wishing she could melt into the floor and disappear. It was one thing to know the parents were talking about her, it was entirely another to stand there and listen to the hateful words coming out of that woman’s mouth.

“I don’t know about the rest of you,” Gail continued, “but
I don’t want my daughter exposed to the negative influence of someone—”

The doors of the auditorium burst open, and Cam strode in leading a group of a dozen or more N.C.Y.T. students. The parents all turned to watch them march down the aisle. Rachel locked gazes with Cam. Her heart did a crazy leap in her chest as he strode to meet her at the podium.

The students filed into the front two rows on the right, but her gaze remained trained on Cam.

His eyes radiated warmth and confidence. “Sorry I’m late,” he said in a low voice.

“What’s going on?” Haley’s mother demanded. “We don’t want the children in this meeting.”

Ryan stood and faced the parents. “We
are
N.C.Y.T., and we’re here to support Ms. Clark.” The students all clapped.

A swirl of comments from the parents filled the air, some in support of the students staying and others against it.

Cam held up his hand. “I think we can resolve all these issues if everyone will settle down for just a few minutes.” He focused on Gail Mitchell and waited. She finally took a seat, and the other parents quieted down.

“My name is Cameron McKenna. I own McKenna’s Frame Shop here in the Arts Center, and I’m also the guardian of my niece, Kayla Norton, who is a member of N.C.Y.T. She’s been deeply impacted by her involvement in the group, and I’ve seen how valuable this program is, not just for my niece, but for our whole community. I believe we need to support what’s happening here with N.C.Y.T., and we need to realize its success is largely due to the excellent leadership of Rachel Clark.”

Rachel’s throat grew thick, and she had to blink away her tears. No words of praise had ever sounded sweeter.

“I know there have been a lot of rumors circulating about Ms. Clark,” Cam continued, “and I want to put those to rest
tonight by introducing a former student of Ms. Clark’s from Seattle.” He looked to the right and motioned toward the student section.

Rachel followed his gaze and gasped. She’d been so focused on Cam she hadn’t seen Kyle Saunders come in with the other students.

Kyle got up and walked toward the podium, his shoulders slumped and his hands stuffed in his jeans pockets. He tossed his head, flicking his long dark hair out of his eyes. His gaze connected with Rachel’s for only a split second, but it was long enough for her to see the regret pooled there.

Kyle approached the microphone. He and Cam exchanged a brief look. Cam nodded to Kyle, then guided Rachel to a seat at the end of the first row.

“Are you sure about this?” Rachel asked in a choked whisper.

“Very sure.” He settled into the chair next to her.

Kyle shifted from one foot to the other and cleared his throat. Finally, he looked up. “My name’s Kyle Saunders. I graduated from Roosevelt High last June. Ms. Clark was my drama teacher my junior year and the first few months of my senior year. She was a good teacher, the best I’ve ever had.” He stopped and looked down, obviously struggling to control his emotions.

“She really cared about me…and all the kids. She tried to help us see what’s important in life and teach us how to make good choices.” He looked down again and was silent for a few seconds. “That’s why I’m really sorry for the things I said about her.”

A hushed gasp rose from the group.

Kyle tossed his hair out of his eyes. “I got kind of messed up when my parents divorced a couple years ago. It was pretty rough for a while, and I used to talk to Ms. Clark about it. She always made time to listen to me. She tried to help me
think about the future and the good things that could happen if I’d just hang on and not give up or do something stupid to ruin my life. I wasn’t a very good listener back then, but that’s no excuse for what I did to Ms. Clark.” He stopped again for few seconds, fighting to keep his emotions under control. “She never did anything wrong. I was the one that tried to make it into something more, and I’m sorry about that.”

Kyle sent Cam a pleading look, as though asking permission to sit down. Cam nodded, and Kyle took a step away from the podium.

“So you’re saying you lied. There was no romantic relationship between you and Ms. Clark?” Gail Mitchell’s harsh tone carried a heavy dose of accusation.

Kyle blinked, and his Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat. “Yeah. I was scared of getting in trouble, so I lied.”

Rachel’s heart twisted. She felt no surge of triumph over her vindication. Sin had done so much damage in Kyle’s life. Her anger and fear melted into sorrow, and the first wave of true forgiveness crested over her heart.

“Could that woman make this any more difficult for him?” Cam muttered, then rose and walked toward the podium.

He placed his hand on Kyle’s shoulder. “Thanks, Kyle. We appreciate the courage it took for you to come here and talk to us.”

The students clapped for him, and some of the parents joined in. Kyle ducked his head and returned to his seat in the row behind Rachel.

Suzanne got up and joined Cam at the podium. “Thank you, Kyle. It shows real maturity to admit your mistakes and try to make them right. We appreciate that. And I agree with you, Rachel Clark is a wonderful teacher and also an excellent director for N.C.Y.T.” She shifted her focus to the parents. “I think it’s time to put this issue to rest and give
Ms. Clark the assurance of our support. All those in favor of Rachel Clark remaining director of N.C.Y.T. please stand.” She stepped forward and beamed a smile at Rachel.

The students jumped up, clapping, hooting and whistling. The parents soon joined in with a hearty round of applause, relief and smiles lighting up their faces.

Tears flooded Rachel’s eyes again. She released a shuddering breath and smiled at Cam. He walked toward her. She stood and stepped into his open arms. Relief rushed through her as he held her close for a few seconds and then let her go.

The students surrounded them, showering her with encouraging words. “We love you, Ms. Clark.” “You’re the best.” “We couldn’t go on without you.”

Kayla stepped forward and hugged Rachel. “Oh, I was praying so hard.”

“Me, too.” Rachel laughed and swiped a tear from her eye.

Haley joined Kayla. “I’m sorry about my mom. She can be a little overprotective sometimes.”

“She loves you, and I’m sure she was just trying to watch out for you.”

“Thanks for hanging in there through all of this,” Haley added.

The circle of students parted for Haley’s parents.

Gary Mitchell cleared his throat. “Ms. Clark, I believe we owe you an apology.” He turned to his wife.

Gail nodded, her face flushed. “I’m afraid I jumped to the wrong conclusion. I’m sorry.” She hesitated and glanced at her daughter. “I hope Haley can still be in the show.”

Rachel smiled and nodded. “There’s no one else I’d rather see play Anne.”

Several girls squealed and joined Haley and Kayla in a group hug.

Ryan patted Rachel on the back. “Thanks, Ms. Clark. I know we missed a couple rehearsals, but we won’t let you down. We’ll work hard to get ready.”

“Good. Rehearsal is set for tomorrow at one o’clock.”

The students cheered, then happily gathered up their belongings and prepared to leave.

Cam placed his arm around her shoulder. “I think there’s one more person who wants to talk to you.” Cam nodded toward the side of the auditorium where Kyle stood by himself, his eyes downcast.

Rachel’s stomach tensed. Was she ready to face Kyle one-on-one? Thinking of all he had been through, her heart went out to him. She glanced up at Cam. “I’ll be right back.” She crossed the auditorium and walked up the aisle.

Kyle slowly lifted his head. His hair shifted, revealing his somber expression. “I’m sorry for all the trouble I caused you. I never thought you’d lose your job and have to leave. I hope you’ll forgive me.”

She prayed for the right words. “Everyone makes mistakes and does things they regret. I know I have. But I also know how great it feels to be forgiven. That’s what Jesus has done for me.” She gently touched his arm and waited until he looked her in the eyes. “I forgive you, Kyle.”

His eyes glistened. “Thanks,” he said in a hoarse whisper. “I meant what I said about you being the best teacher I ever had.”

Rachel’s heart brimmed over. “That’s a compliment I’ll always treasure.”

A hint of a smile touched his lips, then he turned and walked up the aisle.

Cam joined her. “Looks like that went well.”

Rachel nodded and looked up at him. “How did you ever find Kyle? His name was never in the paper.”

Cam chuckled. “Kayla and I drove down to Seattle
last night, then first thing this morning we headed over to Roosevelt High. Not too many people work there in the summer, but we found a secretary in the office who was willing to help.”

Rachel gasped. “Roberta Kauffman?”

“That’s right. She was obviously on your side. She couldn’t give us his name or contact info, but she pulled up his record. Then she took a break and mentioned no one would know if we copied the info down while she was out of the room.” Cam grinned and rubbed his jaw. “I called his mom, and she invited us over.

“He’s been seeing a counselor for the last several months and making good progress. The counselor encouraged him to be ready to apologize to you, if he ever had the chance. So, when I asked him to come to the meeting, he agreed. I won’t say he was eager to do it, but he was willing, and that’s what counts.”

Rachel’s heart lifted. “I can’t believe you went all the way down there and searched for him.”

Cam pulled back, looking surprised. “Well, I had to do something to make up for the way I acted yesterday.” He touched her cheek. “I’m sorry. I should’ve given you the benefit of the doubt instead of being so hardheaded.”

Warmed by his touch and apology, she smiled. “And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you everything sooner.”

He reached for her hand. “This has made me realize the importance of honesty and openness between us. And there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“I’ve been meeting with Sheldon, talking to him about the accident and what happened to Marie and Tyler.” He pulled in a deep breath. “Even though they’ve been gone almost five years, I’ve been stuck in the grief process because I felt responsible for what happened.”

“But a drunk driver killed your wife and son.”

“He’s the one who hit us, but I’m the one who put Marie in the driver’s seat that night. I should’ve driven. Maybe then I could’ve swerved out of the way, or at least turned the car so I could’ve taken the force of the impact instead of Tyler and Marie.”

He bowed his head, sorrow lining his face. “But I was too self-absorbed to see the danger coming and save my family.”

“Oh, Cam. It’s not your fault.”

“That’s what Sheldon said.”

“Well, he’s right. You’re not God. You don’t know if you could’ve changed anything that happened even if you were driving.” She laid her hand on his cheek. “I’m sorry you lost your wife and son, and I’m so sorry you’ve carried that burden by yourself all this time, but I’m glad He rescued you from that accident.”

He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed her palm. “Thank you.” They embraced and held each other close for a few seconds. “I’ve got to go. I promised Kyle’s mom I’d bring him back tonight.”

“You have to drive all the way to Seattle?”

“Yeah. Kayla and I’ll stay over at her house. Then we’ll drive back in the morning.”

“She’ll be here for rehearsal, right?”

“Definitely.” He kissed her cheek. “Sorry I have to go.”

“Me, too.”

He pulled her close for one more hug, then turned and jogged up the aisle.

Rachel touched her cheek and smiled.
Thank You, Lord. Thank You, so much!

Rachel checked her mailbox, pulled out the day’s delivery, and unlocked her front door. The sunset’s golden beams
streamed through the stained-glass window as she climbed the stairs to her apartment. It had been an exhausting day, but N.C.Y.T. had survived, and she and Cam had reconnected.

Her thoughts drifted back to the meeting and all that had happened earlier that evening. It still amazed her to think of the way Kyle’s wrong choices and lies had caused so much damage and hurt so many people. But his honest confession had started a chain reaction of good overcoming evil and reconciled a lot of people.