Forced to Forever
In fact, nothing could stop her, nothing.
“I want to appreciate Dr Cross,” she continued, looking at him in the face, the way he smiled, his chubby cheek that was almost fluttering in the air, and the disgusting way he waved his hand in the air like a politician contesting for the office of Mr. President.
But she continued anyway. Even though she was boiling up, she continued.
“Dr Cross taught me everything,” she muttered into the mic, “He taught me how to read well and stand out. Beyond that, he taught me that education was never enough, hmmm.”