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The school called. “Your daughter hasn’t been pick…

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on them, and found them locked.

I knocked hard against the glass.

A moment later, a woman appeared in the lit office and came toward me. She unlocked the door and opened it with a look that was half relief, half annoyance.

“Thank God,” she said.

She was in her 50s, with tired hair, a gray cardigan, and the expression of a person who had spent an entire continue reading …

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