“It’s hard for you to have Ma as a teacher, but did you ever look around? Everyone else really, really likes her classes”
MY bed creaks as someone sits down. I squint in the darkness. Too. Early.
Much too early.
“Libby?” I croak.
She puts her hand on my head. “Hush, young one, this is a dream.”
I sit up so suddenly we almost smack heads. “What? Stop being a weirdo. Does Yoni know that you scare sleeping people?”
She makes a face that I can’t fully see.
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