“Sally waited for the Principal to return along with her parents and, of course, Mr. Patel. The office was cool, and a bit stuffy, but from inside her bowl she didn’t really notice. Something about the water muffled the sounds and the smell and the temperature. She didn’t mind. She hoped her parents weren’t mad. She hoped the Principal didn’t yell again.”
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