Chapter 67 Detention With Mr Callahan I
- The clock ticked louder than her conscience.
- “Miss Vance,” Mr. Callahan snapped, steel in his voice. “If the story you’re writing is more important than my lecture, maybe you’d like to share it with the class.”
- She didn’t even flinch. Leaning back in her chair like she paid rent on it, she blew a gum bubble and let it pop. Loud. Obnoxious. Perfectly timed.