Without a teaching credential, nothing.
I'm hanging up this call. I can't sit here in tears, perpetually on hold, any longer. I just won't do it.
That smile is something I never thought I'd receive. I really never thought it would happen like that either.
I wish I could write in first person, coherently.
No more February stories.
P.S. Never say chivalry is dead.
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