~Nancy POV~
It is 7:00 p.m., and I am seated alone in the teachers’ staff room, doing the final touches before my supervisor arrives tomorrow at exactly 9:00 a.m.
My heart won’t stop beating fast. This is my promotional supervision one of the most important evaluations in my teaching practice. And as if that isn’t enough to make me nervous, my boyfriend will also be attending the lesson.
What a combination.
What kind of disaster am I preparing for?
I try to breathe steadily, reminding myself that I’ve managed these classes for weeks with him sitting right there, staring at me with those distracting eyes. Somehow, I always make it through. Maybe tomorrow won’t be any different.
Time moves so quickly, and before I realize it, I am standing in front of my learners, my lecturer seated a
