"Silence. Uncomfortable silence."Just one question -" she finally said."Anything." You didn't really - you know - over Henry's pictures of Jamie did y...u?I mean those were the pictures you meant, right? I saw them last nighton Facebook." Honestly? Something happened. They made me think what it would be like...and that kind of led to it, yeh... but I wasn't looking at them while Idid it." I don't think you'd've given me this if you were... like that anyway...but... I really didn't think you had. Miss Marks stood next to her and watched Mrs. Edwards pull the teacher’s chair out from under the desk until it was in a space near the door to the room. She sat down on the padded chair, ironing the creases from her navy blue and yellow summer dress with her hands before placing them flat in her lap.“Young lady. As a first offender, you will be spanked over your skirt by Mrs. Edwards and you will then be slippered – twelve strokes – across your school knickers.” Amelia Marks looked at the. Just make sure to name no names.I have just been given a new assignment. My number on the assignmentboard is flashing. I wonder what my new assignment will be.It must be something extremely important. I'm to get my instructionsfrom the company president himself. That is a very rare honor that mostreality readjustors can only dream about having happen to them.I really must leave now.I'll drop this letter in the outgoing mail.Once I've completed my assignment, perhaps I'll write you again andtell. A few deftly placed words and he'd have little trouble turning the congregation against us, and make living in this development a nightmare. He had done it before. And with his ties to the University of Maryland alumni association, he could possibly even cause problems with Brad's athletic scholarship. I didn't need that headache."Stay away from Mrs. Correlli," I told him.His head remained tilted. "What about her grass?" Fuck her grass. Let her cut her own grass. Or let that wimp of a husband.