“You know a kid?” she repeated, her usual snark painted all over her face with a big fat brush. “Of course, you have the whole school wired, because—” “Thank you would be the correct response,” I said, mid-chew. She gaped at me. “Try it out,” I told her. She closed her mouth, straightening her shoulders, but after a moment she dropped her defiant little chin and mumbled, “Thank you.”
