Liz looked nervous and reluctant after Ann made that comment.“I was just thinking that if Mistress Samantha were willing to give them a week as an e...ample of how to serve if they graduate, then I would too. it seemed only fair,” she said.That surprised me.Ann plugged my nose without looking at me to cut off my air supply as she choked me on the wooden paddle. “What about your husband? Can you be gone an entire week?” she said.“I’ll get rid of him. He’ll be happy to go on some trip where he can. I decided to approach him after a game of hoops, ask him about the school’s past.But I found he was reticent to talk, go into much detail, as it certainly isn’t the best-selling point for the school.After a bit of prodding, on the walk back to our building, he agreed to talk, speak to me over dinner...We met on a chilly evening, in the far corner of the cafeteria, over a plate of steaming hot pork dumplings and ice-cold bottles of Sprite.He looked around nervously as he talked and spoke in a. I fought my bindings until my shoulders burned, my arms tightened into unbearable knots, and my wrists bled – red pools appearing on the floor alongside the back legs of the chair. The chair rocked from side to side, and my feet drummed on the floorboards as I kicked out helplessly.Finally, my voice got in on the action, as the raw emotions inexorably climbed my throat and forced their way out. I screamed and roared, yelled and bawled – anything to block out the sound. And anything to unhear. ”“Are you okay?”“I’m fine. Here, take the ball.” I said as I threw the ball back.“That’s an error.” the coach said.I asked her “Because it hit a spectator?”“Because it was out of bounds.”“Oh.” I decided I should watch the play, rather than the few spectators. Back and forth the ball went until it went out of bounds again.“Okay, that’s six sets for you, Brenda. Six for you, Shaina.”“Don’t you mean seven?” I asked.“Seven?”“A set is when they bump the ball to the front row so they can spike it,.