“You bitch” he’d sneered, and I knew he had won as soon as I felt my hand sting from slapping him. After a shocked silence, he’d smirked from behind his red, burning cheek and threatened, ” You’ll regret this, miss.” “Obnoxious thug,” I thought, watching his scruffy hulk lope from the classroom. After 20 years of teaching, I […]![]()
