« I understand perfectly, » Kate replied.
« I just don’t agree. »
Vanessa stepped forward and shoved her shoulder.
« You think you’re brave? »
« I think they’re my shoes. »
A few women quietly backed away, expecting a fight.
Vanessa bent down and grabbed one of Kate’s sneakers.
Before she could pull…
A sharp whistle echoed across the yard.
« That’s enough! »