More importantly, it’s been abnormally quiet today. It’s like a stentorian voice was missing from the classroom, but because it wasn’t here there was a more peaceful atmosphere circling around us…
“Sorry I’m late class,” Mrs. Sorun said, yawning. Walking in ten minutes after the bell, her hair was wild and messy, gray skirt suit unbuttoned and falling off – exposing her matching pair of lacy purple undergarments – and overall looked like she hadn’t taken a bath in a day.
“You don’t look too