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Okay, that’s it for today, class. I better see your essays on my desk next Monday. Have a good weekend, troublemakers. I close the book and lean on the edge of my wooden desk as I nod my head goodbye to the kids rushing out of my door. I smile appreciatively when I see one exceptional girl sitting on her desk waiting for everyone to leave. I walk to her once the room clears and tease her. My lesson wasn’t enough for you today, kiddo? Let me guess…too easy?