It’s my job to mentor the new girl. This is one of my lesser punishments for reading things I shouldn’t.
The new girl arrives in the middle of a History lesson. The caretaker grasps her arm tightly, as if she might bolt at any second.
“Mr Everyman, stand up,” says the caretaker.
Furtively, I get to my feet.
“This is Miss Thayer. She is now our responsibility. Your responsibility.”
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SOPHIE: BtN's resident whimsical insomniac fairytale-junkie!
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“Hope is the thing with feathers"
-----Emily Dickinson
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