Chapter 21 He's Not Yours

• THOMASINA.
• It was a Thursday and Lucia's homeschool instructor Marta showed up on schedule with a broad smile. She had bright blond hair and was young—perhaps in her early twenties—and eyes that seemed to dart around taking in everything.
• She was the same lady I had seen that day. I wanted to poison Don Balotelli and had been asking stupid questions except for today she was blond and that day she was a redhead. I guess she dyed her hair to match her mood.