So I’m reading one of our new school library books during my 9th period planning time today. I’m almost to the end of this amazing, amazing book with a main character I love more than any character I’ve met in a long time, and I’m weeping all over the attendance sheets, when a kid walks up to my desk.
“Yes?” I look up, tears streaming down my cheeks, my face red and puffy, as if I’ve been stung by many angry hornets.
“Uh… Uhh… I was going to ask…. uh….”
“Sorry. I was just at a really good part.” I hold up my book.
“Oohh…” The kid is a reader and understands. “I just need a computer pass.” He gets it, copies down the title of my book, and leaves me to finish the last two chapters.