Mrs Brollish had one last straw to grasp at. “What about your students’ parents?”
I opened my mouth and then shut it. I frowned slightly. “What about them?”
“What if,” she said, “they don’t approve of their child’s teacher dressing in such an…” she paused just to let me know she was trying not to say the ‘i-word’. “…a silly fashion. Could create some hiccups if their children come home with confused stories about their Little teacher dressing inappropriately or incorrectly.” The faintest trace of a smile started to appear on Brollish’s mug.
