Oh, oops. Didn't seem cohesive.
"I had only brought up his creepy white skin, but that was enough. Before I could even talk about the children, Mr. Burrows condemned me to a shameful walk down the hall. Along the way I saw Mr. Kyle, the school janitor, staring intently at a loose bolt in his hands. You don't touch Mr. Kyle's bolt. Or he'll kill you. With a knife. He smiled as I went by."