Maya had a class at one o'clock in the afternoon, but she had rushed out that morning and forgotten two important documents.
"Miss, I want to drive fast too, but it's Christmas today, and with all these traffic jams, how can anyone hurry?" What usually took half an hour had turned into fifty minutes, clearly showing just how bad the traffic was.
Seeing that she was about to be late, Maya had no choice but to call Miss Steele to see if she could switch her class with hers.
Miss Steele didn’t ask many questions and readily agreed. Maya sighed in relief; Miss Steele’s class was at three o'clock, so she still had plenty of time.
As she pushed open the gate, she was surprised to find a large crowd gathered. Confused, she asked, "Who are you?"
Hearing her voice, a middle-aged man in his for
