Pay It Forward
CHAPTER ONE Reuben January 1992
The woman smiled so politely that he felt offended.
“Let me tell Principal Morgan that you’re here, Mr. St. Clair. She’ll want to talk with you.” She walked two steps, turned back. “She likes to talk to everyone, I mean. Any new teacher.”
He should have been used to this by now.
More than three minutes later she emerged from the principal’s office, smiling too widely....