Miss Gonzales took a tray of sandwiches and a fresh pot of tea to Ted's office. She had a strong sense of relief, but she knew that the chances were good that secrets of others were in that journal. She sighed as she placed the tray on the table, then walked over to the window and looked out over the school grounds.

Ted watched her for a moment, then slipped behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. Miss Gonzales rested her head against him and sighed.

"It'll be fine, babe. You'll see."

Miss Gonzales turned to face him. "Are you sure? Because I'm not. What else is in that journal? Who knows what kind of secrets he has about other people, like the students? How many lives could be ruined by that book?"

Ted grabbed her hand and pulled her to the sofa. He poured her a cup of tea and she took the cup, staring at the steam rising from the cup. For a few minutes, they sat in silence.

Finally, Ted spoke. "Look, it's been years since I saw my sister, but she's a good person. I'm sure she's not going to set out to ruin lives with this."

After eating his share of the sandwiches, plus half of hers, Ted looked at Miss Gonzales. "So.... Do you know where you left that riding crop of yours?"