Chapter One
Panic was my first reaction to the multiple choice options which lay on my desk in front of me. I glanced at the students around me before turning back to question three. I hated multiple choice. Yet I didn’t want to get question three wrong. I didn’t want to get any of them wrong. The outcome would be too devastating for my sense of being.
So I began with elimination. ‘D’ was completely out of the question as was ‘A’, so that left ‘B’ and ‘C’. I pondered both for quite a while and just as I was about to make my final decision I heard my name being called.
‘Josephine?’
‘Huh?’
‘I think you mean “I beg your pardon” don’t you, dear?’
‘I beg your pardon, Sister.’ ‘What are you doing? You’re reading, aren’t you, young lady?’
‘Um . . . yeah.’
‘Um, yeah? Excellent, Josephine. I can see you walking away with the English prize this year. Now stand up.’
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