“He was like some kind of tornado,” Brooke said. “And unlike any teacher we’d ever had. Not just because he was young and hadn’t reached that – what would you call it Frannie?”
“Cynical resignation of a pay check.”
“Yeah that. Not Josh. He turned up every day as this perpetual tornado of energy. In his English classes and all the extra stuff he did. Half the time you were annoyed by it—”
“And the other half you looked forward to it,” added Frannie. “He was like your fresh cup of coffee every day, no matter what period you had him for class.”
“And you stayed in touch with him after you graduated?”
“Sure,” said Brooke, as if it were a given. “We all did. He was that kind of a guy. And when he started dating Nalini—”
“Talk about energy going through the roof,” said Frannie, cutting her
