“Go on back to class and I’ll send for you when I get through to your parents.” Mr. Jennings got up and came around to Ted and put a hand on his shoulder as Ted rose from his chair. “It’s going to be all right,” he said reassuringly.
Ted nodded and thanked him. However, he wasn’t sure how the man could make things right.
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Ted found it hard to concentrate for the rest of the day. In most of his classes they were reviewing for finals which would start the next day. He checked the wall clocks frequently, and was quick to look to the door if it opened, or at the teacher if the classroom phone rang.