The meeting runs past nine. Millbrook costs eleven thousand a year per child, the finance officer says, Danfield costs six, and the roof needs eighty thousand. Ruth reads out the September roll, forty one, down from fifty five two years ago, and says families move away. Then Dale from the garage calls out from the back, asking whether the council is going to fight this or just sit there, and forty faces turn to you with six weeks left before the final vote.
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