Two weeks later, the city was engulfed in constant thunderstorms. At ten o’clock at night, after I finished up my self-study and headed to the entrance hall, it was pouring outside. The hall was filled with students who had not brought their umbrellas. Mandy stood alone by the side, holding her bag in one hand and her phone in the other. She had to raise her voice to drown out the rain, so I could clearly hear the trembling sob in her voice.“Are you working overtime again today, Mom? It’s fine, I’ll head home after the rain subsides. No, don’t tell Dad. You’re still in the middle of the divorce, and I don’t want to hear you two argue in the car.”After she ended the call, Mandy crouched down and buried her face in her knees, her shoulders shaking. The other students left with their parents, until only she remained in the corner with the teachers on duty. I stood in the shadows a short distance away, feeling terrible. I took a deep breath and pulled out my large black umbre
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