AFTER THE SCHOOL I WENT TO SEE MR.COLIN. I SAW HIM THROUGH THE GLASS WINDOW. HE WAS AT HIS DESK WITH SOME PAPERS ON HIS TABLE. I KNOCKED ON THE DOOR.
“COME IN.” HE SAID WITHOUT LOOKING AT ME. I MOVED INSIDE AND SHUFFLED CLOSER TO HIM.
“MR. COLIN...?” I SAID WITH HASITATION.
“OH...LICIA.” HE SAID WITH A SMILE, LIFTING HIS HEAD.
“YOU ASKED ME TO MEET YOU AFTER SCHOOL.”
“OH YES. I REMEMBER THAT. PLEASE HAVE A SEAT.” HE SAID LEAVING PAPERS ON THE SIDE OF TABLE.
I SAT ON THE CHAIR ACROSS THE TABLE.
“SO...TELL ME MY CHILD...IS THERE ANYTHING THAT YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT...?” HE SAID LOOKING AT ME. I WAS TOTALLY CLUELESS ABOUT THE QUESTION. I STARTED TO WRING THE SIDE OF MY SKIRT. HE SAW THAT I WAS NERVOUS.
“LICIA....? LOOK...I’M YOUR TEACHER AND IT’S MY DUTY TO KNOW ABOUT MY STUDENTS AND
