Mary was out of her bed, washed and dressed before dawn even broke on the day she was due to start working at the school. She was already in the kitchen making herself some breakfast when Mrs. Lester came through.
“Couldn’t you sleep dear?” the elderly lady asked.
“Not really,” Mary admitted. “The thought of my first day of teaching at a new school woke me up and there seemed no point in lying in bed.”
“Is it making you nervous?” Mrs. Lester went on as she stepped over to the coffee pot.
It was already full and all she needed to do was pour herself a cup then make her way to a seat at the table.
“I’m not really nervous,” Mary said. “I enjoy teaching a lot. It wasn’t what I expected to be doing when I arrived in Oakford, but it will be good to get back to it so soon after leaving my jo
