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Lorenzo

As we drove, the awkwardness slowly gave way to a comfortable silence. I glanced over at Thelma, who was still gazing out the window. "So, what grade do you teach?" I asked, trying to keep the conversation going.

Thelma turned back to me, a hint of a smile on her face. "I teach high school, specifically grade 9."

I nodded, impressed. "That's great