“Mostly I’m studying with— Kayla. My sister.” The words are strange and weighty on her tongue
There’s what, three days left of 11th grade? Why is Mrs. Stern calling her over now?
Mimi follows the mechaneches to her office, feeling awkward. She never has too much to do with her teachers. Last time she was in here must’ve been for that make-up Chumash test, the first time Kayla helped her study.
Wow, they’ve traveled a long road since then.
“Sit, sit.” Mrs. Stern pulls out two chairs, seating herself on one of them next to Mimi instead of across from her, behind the desk. Oh, no, does this mean it’s going to be a whole conversation?
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