Meaghan was trying hard not to cry in front of these people. She never cried, but she wanted to cry at this moment. She swallowed hard a few times and put on her game face. She put her hands in her skirt pockets, clenching her fists and unclenching them.
"That sounds good." She put on her best brave face, calm face. "I won't try to be a martyr ma'am." She told her politely, tone as even as possible. "I just want Chase to be ok."