“Ms. Winter?” Bob did a double-take. It had been a long time since I’d taught one of his children but the name stuck, just as it had for most of the town. “What are you doing here?” Come on, Ivy. You can do this. Assert yourself. “I heard you were leaving your fish tank behind. Could I please have it for my classroom?” I asked politely. Bob stared at me blankly. “Your classroom?” “They make great teaching tools. Water chemistry, caretaking, teamwork,” I explained earnestly. I tucked my hair behind my ear, neatening my short brown bob out of habit rather than untidiness. “Not only that, they
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IVY IS SO CUTE!
