“Both sides of the paper?” “One side will be enough, Wanda Kay. But I will give extra credit to those who do extra work.”
Wanda Kay smiled primly. You could already see ten pages taking shape in her pointy head.
“Mrs. Myers.” “Yes, Leslie.” Lord, Mrs. Myers was liable to crack her face if she kept up smiling like that.
“What if you can’t watch the program?” “You inform your parents that it is a homework assignment. I am sure they will not object.”
“What if”—Leslie’s voice faltered; then she shook her head and cleared her throat so the words came out stronger—
“what if you don’t have a television set?” Lord, Leslie. Don’t say that. You can always watch on mine. But it was too late to save her.
The hissing sounds of disbelief were already building into a rumbling of contempt.
Mrs. Myers blinked her eyes. “Well. Well.” She blinked some more. You could tell she was trying to figure out how to save Leslie, too.
“Well. In that case one could write a one-page composition on something else. Couldn’t one, Leslie?”
She tried to smile across the classroom upheaval to Leslie, but it was no use.
“Class! Class! Class!” Her Leslie smile shifted suddenly and ominously into a scowl that silenced the storm.
She handed out dittoed sheets of arithmetic problems. Jess stole a look at Leslie.
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