Stephanie Gets the Grade
I was having a hard time staying focused. The exams were complete, the term papers graded and the students were gone. A few more forms to complete and the school year was over! In just a few days, I’d be back on the sugar-white sand beach of North Florida, having a drink and enjoying “the sights” “Mr. Roberts?” I didn’t even have to look up from my paperwork. I knew that voice all too well. Good thing she couldn’t see my pants. “Ms. Robinson,” he said in an only-slightly annoyed tone — not even bothering to lift my eyes from my work. “To what do I owe the honor?” “I came by to check my grade, but they weren’t posted.” Although I certainly was in no mood for delays, I knew he had to look …