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Her smile tightened.
A ripple went through the room.
“We graduated in the same class in 2006.”
Ms. Lawrence tried to shut it down. “This is irrelevant.”
“It’s not irrelevant if you’re targeting her child,” a parent snapped. Others nodded, murmurs spreading. The room was no longer hers to control.
“I requested copies of Lizzie’s evaluations,” I said. “And I compared her answers to the textbook.”
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