They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. It was rumored that was one of the children who didn’t even take a Lunch period, his schedule was so overloaded. "Miss Enschede, you're seven kinds of a brick!" "A brick?" He chuckled. Rage flooded her at his intent, but she controlled it. At last, she breathed. Outside in the hall he paused and thoughtfully stroked his smooth blue chin. " "Devil!" muttered Jack, again grasping his pistol.
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