She had no proof yet but she knew something was different.
In the past two weeks there had been a glow about her boss, an unmistakable pep in her step if you will. Beverley was an observer, a quite good one if she was being honest with herself, and she had to be working for the ever layered Head Teacher of Sulgrave Heath. Caroline Elliot was a woman of great poise ninety eight percent of the time but Beverley knew to stay sharp. One percent was hers and over the years she had it in a firm grip.
That one percent noticed the change in her routine, how she came in a few minutes earlier now every morning. A change in Caroline's voice as she greeted her whenever she brought in the pre chapel tea. The most notable change though might have been missed considering most of the teaching staff had a real issue directly looking their boss in the eye. Beverley had seen it though, the light now in those blue eyes where there once had been a shadow of darkness.
Ever since that awful man she called a husband insisted on putting through his call six months ago Beverley hated that she'd complied. The sound of a crash sent her running but the sight of a shattered Caroline crouched down at the office fireplace, rattled with sobs that weren't due to the broken frame she was sure, froze her in place. She'd never seen her boss like this and wasn't sure if walking in would be her place but she was truly grateful that she did. The hug that they shared once Caroline was calmed Beverly was sure she without a doubt needed. The talk they had over tea and filled with crumpled tissues however did them both some good. She knew once it was all over she had a friend she could count on too in Caroline, a new found trust she would cherish.
The relationship they'd built is what queued her to this change. Her one percent sense told her there was a bit of an extra sway as of late in the headmaster's hips. Something or someone had brought out that other one percent and Beverley was determined to find out the what or who that did.