“So… like Mr. Coleman… I mean Sir Coleman raised you?” He turns to me. “You had to have been like our age, right, Teach? God, I can’t even keep a plant alive.” “She’s a survivor. I’d just wish her luck and if she was there when I got back, it was a good day,” I say. “That’s what he says, but I don’t feel like I suffered too much trauma,” Cali says. “That’s because you were a baby and don’t remember it,” I say.
