I was leaning over his desk, almost yelling. "You are not going to take
our boy away from us. We'll fight it in the courts."
The principal likewise stood up. He stared at us, disdainful in his
power. "The court has already decided that point. I thought you were
sensible, cooperative people who were willing to fight and sacrifice
for the preservation of Competition. I thought I was doing you a
special favor in giving you a last moment or two with your son. That,
you must understand, went against all rules. I'm sorry now that I
extended you the favor."