The squeak of her own worn shoes echoed on the polished marble as she turned away from the desk.

She walked back toward the science wing.

She passed a trash can and noticed a discarded styrofoam coffee cup sitting on top.

Four dollars for a cup of coffee while Vanessa tried to erase her sons from a piece of paper.

She had to tell Arthur they were about to be thrown out of the building.

Worse, she had to tell the boys they might not get to take the final test they had earned.

Claire opened the heavy door to holding room four.