My Teacher Threw My Report About My Marine Dad’s Dog in the Trash and Made Me Apologize—Then Scout Walked Into Our Classroom
She tried to concentrate on fractions.
After school, Lauren took her to the library.
The printer stopped halfway through the second page.
The librarian opened the side panel and pulled out a crumpled sheet.
“That machine doesn’t like hurry.”
Clara looked at the clock.
“How much is each page?”
“Ten cents.”