CHAPTER 12
Alyssa sat at the kitchen table studying, or rather frowning in dismay. I don't like college algebra. Too much time has passed since high school and my math skills are not what they once were. She pondered the incomprehensible stack of numbers and letter, tilting her head to the left, and then the right, but nothing came clear. I have to do a good job. If I can get through this class with a good grade, I'll maintain her 4.0. It's not required in order to start student teaching in the fall. They won't mind if I get a B in math, but I'll mind. Still, student teaching. Finally getting some time in the classroom. The thought of a room full of little children singing filled her with joy.
But first algebra. She squinted hard at the page full of scrawled notes, and then the fifteen p
