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Miss Kennedy didn\u2019t go back to her classroom after leaving her Kindergarteners in the lunchroom. She, instead, went to the reading specialist\u2019s small room.<\/span><\/p>\n

She peeked through the doorway. \u201cRachel?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

But the room was empty.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna knew her coworker would be back soon, and she would have time to spare.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna meandered through Rachel’s room. It was dolled up to rouse the joy of books in young, struggling readers. Cutouts of silly animals were pasted on the walls. The low counters had rows of books\u2014some thin and tall, others thick and small, all illustrated. On the floor, there was a soft pink pillow in the corner of the room to offer a comfortable reading space.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel had lit a single, wicked candle. It sweetened room with the scent of vanilla. Jenna stared at the tiny flame twitch side to side, back and forth. She recalled the days of odd events and awkward positions in which she found herself. She had done things she never dreamed of.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna startled back to reality at hearing her name.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI wasn\u2019t expecting you here,\u201d Rachel said. She plopped down a stack of children’s books on her horseshoe-shaped activity table.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHave you heard anything about anything?\u201d Jenna asked, leaving one eyebrow arched high.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnything?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cRumors about what amounts to a secret society?\u201d Jenna tugged nervously at the long sleeves of her loose, pleated tunic.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOoh! I like secret societies because I like secrets. Nothing’s better than having the secret.\u201d And she gave a little girlie hop and patted her hands. \u201cSo what’s the society? I\u2019m not in it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cRemember you said you wanted to take me out for a drink?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cUm, kind of.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWell, you did. Let’s go tonight. I have some ideas to run by you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIdeas about starting a secret society?\u201d She bounced her eyebrows.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYea, I guess we can talk about that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMiss Kaufen,\u201d a young student interrupted.<\/span><\/p>\n

Both teachers looked at him.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI want to read that book\u2014’The Gray Goose\u2019.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel shifted her hip to the side and put her hand on it.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDidn\u2019t you read that last week?\u201d she asked lightheartedly.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI love the book.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNot this week. Miss Kennedy wants to read it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShe’s right,\u201d Miss Kennedy said with a smile of a lovely, kind teacher. \u201cI like it too. One of my favorite books. But, Miss Kaufen, it wouldn\u2019t be a problem. I can hold off one more week to read it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo, no.\u201d Rachel shook her head. \u201cChoose another book and then you can borrow it again. Deal?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhich book?\u201d the boy asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYour choice, any book.\u201d And she ran her hand along the tiny library, like a gameshow model showing off prizes.<\/span><\/p>\n

The boy went on the hunt, pulling out books and shoving them back in.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo we can meet after school?\u201d Jenna confirmed.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI’ll be ready.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

At happy hour, Jenna and Rachel were having cocktails at Harkenrider’s Bar.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel set down the glass of her Irish coffee after a sip. She dabbed her lips.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo, Jenna, about this \u2018secret society\u2019. I was in the Waffle House Club in college. Quite a fun group of students. Strange tastes, some of them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAll right, all right. Secret society might not be the best name, the right term. I am learning that a lot of stuff goes on at school. I would\u2019ve never expected it.\u201d She turned her cocktail glass on its thin napkin.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel resettled in her seat, intrigued. \u201cContinue.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou know about me and Jermaine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOf course. I saved you, girl. You owe me. Natalia could have really done you in. You\u2019d be out on your ass\u2014your cute ass.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd I thank you. But I paid you back. That\u2019s why I\u2019m not paying tonight.\u201d Jenna raised her glass and sipped without waiting for Rachel to raise hers.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel lifted her glass and winked. \u201cYour tongue was worth a lot more than drinks. That\u2019s why I\u2019m not complaining and am willing to pay the whole bill tonight. Just know reading specialists in elementary schools don\u2019t get the big salaries of Kindergarten teachers.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna rolled her eyes. \u201cIf I had become a professional volleyball player in Europe, hmm. I\u2019d be making decent money\u2014much better than teaching school.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cProfessional volleyball?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, a player through high school and college. Had a few teams from overseas interested in me.\u201d She tottered her head proudly and pushed her hair over her shoulders.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel leaned against her seatback. \u201cStrippers too, they make more money than teachers, you know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh you know I know. I lived good in college. If webcams or today’s websites were available then, damn! things would have been much, much better. I’d be sitting on a mountain of cash and 401K savings. Reading the Wall Street Journal every day, getting richer and richer.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you read now?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cPeople. Meh. Anyway, teaching lasts a lifetime. Sports and dancing only last a few years. One injury, a little weight, and it\u2019s all over.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTeaching is forever and forever, sure, but teaching never gets you hurt or rich. They say most teachers stay at a school more than five years. Lots of time to build friendships. That\u2019s a positive.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFunny you mentioned friendships.\u201d Jenna paused.<\/span><\/p>\n

Eyeing Rachel across their high-top table in the dark bar, Jenna knew this young lady was waiting for her to bring up the topic of the night on her own. Rachel would not push it. So Jenna moved.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThere are a lot of things happening at our school. A lot of people are friends. Real friends\u2014’after hours\u2019 friends.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cUh-huh. You\u2019re meeting your guy-friend at lunchtime. I know you love it. It\u2019s so obvious.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIs he your friend too?\u201d Jenna said, still sidestepping the key topic of the night.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHmm. \u2018Friend\u2019.\u201d Rachel pushed her grin to the right and her eyes darted left.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI left Principal Simmon’s office that one night, and you were waiting just outside. He called you in. Both of them were in the office.\u201d Jenna left the words hang in the air. \u201cHe also knew things before I told him things.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThings and knowing things\u2014this about the secret society that’s worrying you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDo I have to be that obvious?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIn the intelligence world,\u201d Rachel began, leaning forward as if she had classified information, \u201cspies and sleuths have to keep secrets and share secrets. It\u2019s a dual, duplicitous world.\u201d Rachel then gave a sinister snigger.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHmm, a Kindergarten teacher and a reading specialist talking as if they\u2019re secret agents. This is getting too absurd even for erotica.\u201d Jenna ran her fingers along the handle of her drink glass. \u201cWhat’s the name of the after-hours group?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cA group? A name? Now you\u2019ve gone right out of your mind.\u201d She haha’ed. \u201cYou\u2019re crazy. There\u2019s nothing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWell then, since operatives keep and share secrets, like you say, I\u2019m going to take my chances and spill these beans.\u201d Jenna put her hands on the edge of the table, and now she leaned forward. She pushed her ribs against the sharp edge. It reminded her of being bent over Principal Simmon\u2019s desk in his office and his painful spanking.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThe other night, I had sex with Principal Simmon and\u2014get this\u2014Mrs. Mower. They reenacted what me, you, and Jermaine did. Remember that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel leaned back again. \u201cMrs. Mower? You serious?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel gripped her cocktail glass and regripped it.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes, Mrs. Mower. She acted as me and I\u2014well, I was you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShe saw our video?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah. Really liked it too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHow?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNatalia,\u201d Jenna said simply. \u201cShe brought the video to Principal Simmon. It was her proof to get me fired. Right now, the charges\u2014accusations\u2014are being reviewed, investigated. I think I\u2019m safe. Principal Simmon said so. Said so when he came to my room with Mrs. Mower. He just has to play like he’s investigating to not draw attention one way or the other.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cMrs. Mower.\u201d Rachel repeated the name.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean you didn\u2019t know she\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMrs. Mower,\u201d she mumbled not responding to Jenna.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTold me she got caught doing a student’s dad on a parent-teacher conference night. She and Principal Simmon have been hooking up for, maybe, a year now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel took a drink and kept silent. Her eyes\u00a0 conveyed that she was caught up by something else. She was upset.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cEverything okay?\u201d Jenna reached across the table to touch Rachel’s free hand.<\/span><\/p>\n

She looked up, and forced the heaviness off her demeanor. \u201cFine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

They were again silent for a few moments. Jenna wondered if she should quit the conversation and end the night. Rachel was triggered at learning about Mrs. Mower.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna attempted to find out if Rachel wanted to talk.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThis school has, like, a curse on it,\u201d Jenna said, flinging her hair to the side. \u201cThe building makes everyone sort of sexually crazed.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel gave a single huff. However, her attention still didn\u2019t leave from where Jenna’s comments had taken her.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo who all is doing it with who?\u201d Jenna asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel only took a longer, deeper drink.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna tried to lighten the mood, while also tapping for information.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSimmon\u2019s got a spanking fetish, I think. Ever gotten you?\u201d Jenna asked with a grin.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel’s attention started to return.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna urged in a near whisper. \u201cWho’s all involved?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJust a couple of us. It was for fun\u2014it is just for fun.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel finished her drink.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJenna, this is too much for me.\u201d Before pushing away the drink glass, she muttered, \u201cMrs. Mower.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cRachel, look at me. Mrs. Hampton is not a part, is she?\u201d Jenna attempted a lone giggle. She felt like choking. She knew the idea was absurd, but she still wanted to hear Rachel give a definite no.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cA part of what?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou know, the after-hours group.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThere is no group.” Rachel blinked as if waking from a trance.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re imagining a soir\u00e9e with naked people. Insane! You\u2019re way, way out there. You\u2019re the one who’s sexually crazed.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo no one knows what\u2019s happening? They\u2019re all in the dark?\u201d Jenna asked. But she was suspicious.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI wouldn\u2019t say that exactly. They assume and don\u2019t ask questions. It’s how this works.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Now Jenna leaned against her seatback of her stool. She tucked her hair behind her ears. She crossed her arms. Rachel had just admitted it, maybe, because her mind was consumed with Mrs. Mower.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna waved to he bartender to order a second drink.<\/span><\/p>\n

She prodded Rachel to tap for more information.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMrs. Mower, you know she was really good.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel stared dully at Jenna.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna tried to think of what guys would say.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat a set of tits!\u201d She cupped her own chest. \u201cShe could knock a guy out with those things.\u201d Jenna felt dumb saying that. \u201cAnd her nipples! They\u2019re the size of dates. And just as tasty.\u201d She felt embarrassingly dumb.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDates? Tasty!\u201d Rachel was astounded at the comment. \u201cTasty?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna shrugged, this time, with a smirk.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI can’t believe\u2026\u201d Rachel’s words faded.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI wouldn\u2019t have expected it\u2014her to show up with Matthew. I had to look twice. Wondered if I actually believed it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShe is so\u2026\u201d Rachel\u2019s voice trailed off again.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat? She’s so what?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cA thief.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna scrunched her nose. She narrowed her eyes. \u201cWhat was she stealing?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201c\u2018The Gray Goose.\u2019 She stole it from me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThat kid’s book?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel nodded. \u201cShe always kept it. Never gave it up. She got it, and I had to hunt for it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI assume she didn\u2019t keep it so your kids would choose other books to read.\u201d Jenna took a long drink from her second cocktail.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThat book means everything. Get the book and you get good things.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna slapped the tabletop with both hands. \u201cSay what?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThe book has messages in it.\u201d Rachel\u2019s eyes drew away from Jenna. They stared toward the floor.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna set her elbows on the table. Her fingers interlocked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMessages in a book! I can\u2019t believe it. World War II espionage redux.\u201d Then Jenna leaned forward further. \u201cAnd the book is passed around the school\u2014teacher to teacher?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel exhaled her frustration. She then took a deep breath before opening up.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt all began as a joke, right. Someone left a note in the book about wanting to get, um, \u2018goosed.\u2019 Follow where I’m going?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna dangled between confusion and laughter. \u201c\u2018Goosed.\u2019\u201d A giggled took over.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201c\u2018The Gray Goose’ is a key reading book for us.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna tsked her tongue as she rehashed Rachel’s words.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel nodded. \u201cA hand-written note was found in the book.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cA note?\u201d Jenna asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI don’t know if it was from a deranged teacher, a joke from a kid. Hell, it may’ve been a prank\u2014an older brother being an ass. Or what if a young kid found the note at home and just used it as a bookmark\u2014innocent readers and parents\u2019 bad penmanship. Whichever way it happened, there was interest in all of it\u2014the whole thing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWho got interested?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMe first. I thought it was funny. It was about that time me and Matthew got, you know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I don\u2019t know. I don\u2019t know anything anymore\u2014who or what.\u201d Jenna’s cheeks ballooned before she exhaled in frustration.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI was laughing about the whole thing when Matthew came to my room. We laughed about the humor. When I turned to put the book away, he, well, he \u2018goosed\u2019 me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna shook her head. \u201cWha\u2014what did you say?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou heard me clearly.\u201d A big smile crossed her mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHe \u2018goosed’ you in your room?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt was okay because it was after school. It was just a pinch in my room. We laughed about it for a few days until he called me into his office. And\u2014haha\u2014he really got me then. Ever since, if I had the book, he knew I was willing. So the goosing’s began.\u201d She giggled, as if embarrassed while also proud of the memory.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna nodded. \u201cAnd more teachers joined\u2014\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou know the teachers drool over him,\u201d she interrupted.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201c\u2014all of them wanting a copy of The Gray Goose.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo, not a copy. There is only one in the school\u2014no other. It’s sort of like if you have the book, he knows you want it\u2014you’re ready and willing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna gasped, nearly choking on her drink. \u201cThat\u2019s why you came to my room asking for the book. And that’s why\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou’ve been getting so many visits, yep.\u201d Rachel sipped her empty glass.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBut you had it when Principal Simmon came with Mrs. Mower to my class.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThis isn’t a perfect system. And I assume a porn video filmed on CCTV may be on a different level.\u201d Rachel slid her empty glass to the center of the table. \u201cI\u2019m not fond of Mrs. Mower because she had the book for so long.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo, no. She got caught on CCTV too. That’s how theirs began. Not \u2018The Gray Goose\u2019.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cEither way, she kept Matthew from me. I wanted him alone,\u201d Rachel said flatly. There was a twinge of animosity. \u201cFor too long. And she’s older and heavier. I’m \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShe certainly is that. You\u2019re so trim and fit. You\u2019re young. Can’t complain about that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, but you liked her too. Just like Matthew. Great tits, you said. And\u2014what were they\u2014as large as dates?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Jenna\u2019s cheeks warmed. Hearing Rachel repeat her earlier comment about Karen’s nipples was embarrassing. She was glad Harkenrider\u2019s was a dim bar.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI was only saying\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel put up her hand. \u201cSave it, girl.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSorry.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel began to change the subject.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna\u2019s mind began to wander. She quietly tapped her forefinger against her lips as she began to piece parts together. CCTV, amateur porn videos, Mrs. Mower, The Gray Goose, losing Matthew, Natalia getting the film. Did a student actually get into the system for Mrs. Hampton? Or was it another teacher\u2014maybe a reading specialist who pulled the video from the network?<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJenna. Hello. Are you there?\u201d Rachel tapped her hand, rousing Jenna from her thoughts.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna interrupted Rachel\u2019s one-sided conversation.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo did you know a kid\u2014some student\u2014hacked the network and pulled down the video of us\u2014you, me, and Jermaine?\u201d Jenna asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, wow! Students are so smart nowadays.\u201d She shook her head. \u201cWe’ll never be safe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cUnless,\u201d Jenna said, pointing her finger up as if she had a novel idea, \u201cwe go back to \u2018The Gray Goose\u2019 society.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel teetered her head side to side regarding \u201cThe Gray Goose\u201d idea.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBut I’m not so sure it’s a student who grabbed the video evidence.\u201d Jenna let the words linger between her and Rachel for a brief moment.\u00a0 \u201cMaybe someone else did it\u2014someone who knows the backdoor into the network.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBobby, the computer teacher?\u201d Rachel raised her eyebrows to pinpoint the skinny man as the intruder.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo, not him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cRon in physics knows stuff.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWho then? You’ve got a theory,\u201d she sing-songed like a teenager.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt’s you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel’s voice screeched. \u201cMe? What the hell. Why?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou know too much.\u201d Jenna squinted her eyes. \u201cYou’re into everything and are at just the right place at the right time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThat’s cookie talk. All nonsense.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI disagree, Rachel. I wonder how Principal Simmon got a hold of the video of Mrs. Mower and that student’s dad on parent-teacher night.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel crossed her arms and sat back.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd how did you know? Was it a mistake to let her in on the secret of \u2018The Gray Goose\u2019? You thought she’d get caught and fired because of the video. But things went a different direction. Totally different. You lost your man\u2014the lady with big titties stole him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna taped her drink glass with a fingernail tip. Maybe a death knell for Rachel.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel shook her head and huffed. \u201cYou\u2019re reading too deep into this. Assumptions, assumptions. Jenna, you know nothing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI wonder if my job is safe now, as long as I\u2019m not taking away your Matthew. But my night with him and Karen\u2014I may have to get a new job sooner rather than later.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel’s eyes narrowed in anger as she listened.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAm I safe? Who is?\u201d Jenna spoke aloud, prodding Rachel. \u201cNatalia knows a lot too. Amateur porn even without a gray goose. She wouldn\u2019t have that book in her room, but a video in hand. She knew about Jermaine and was right at the exit door when I came by. Interesting.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel’s lips then pursed, and her stare pierced Jenna. But Jenna fended off the spears.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel grabbed her small pocketbook and rummaged through it as she spoke.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJenna, I am so upset that you conjured up all this and tagged me as the centerpiece. You read way too many novels.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

She unzipped her wallet and dug around for cash. There was the muffled jingle of keys and clack of lipstick cases and pens. Finally, Rachel slammed down a ten-dollar bill.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m leaving. I don\u2019t want to see you again. Don\u2019t even come near my room.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Then she stormed out, her bag swinging behind her.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jenna was left alone at the table in Harkenrider\u2019s. So many parts had come together so quickly. She was somewhat proud to have done her Sherlock Holmes diligence, but now she also faced several tough decisions:<\/span><\/p>\n

Continue with her rendezvouses at school under the principal’s protection.<\/span><\/p>\n

Resign to separate herself from the secrets, as another means of protection.<\/span><\/p>\n

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