
"When do you close your eyes?"
I bit my lower lip hard, opening my eyes a little. Mr. Kevin, he's standing leaning on his desk, folding his hands at me.
Repeatedly I took my breath out before I sat down from where I was, on the long sofa that was clearly in Mr. Kevin's room.
"While there's been someone who's replaced your position there."
His speech was flat and pierced the ear. Wrong, I admit it. La...