“You wrote a solid, well-researched paper. Starch said, “Duane, I don’t joke about academic matters. Starch wasn’t messing with the kid, not after he’d helped Twilly lug her out of the boonies and rush her to a hospital so she wouldn’t bleed to death.īalancing on her crutches, Mrs. Starch had scrawled on the top page to block out the substitute teacher’s grade. The cruel red slashes from Wendell Waxmo’s pen were as vivid as ketchup stains all over Smoke’s essay. If you hadn’t misspelled ‘endocrine,’ I would’ve given you an A.” Didn’t I tell the whole class? A wicked sense of humor.” She said, “The title is quite clever: ‘The Curse of the Persistent Pimple.’ A nice touch of alliteration.” “Right.” He brushed a shock of black hair away from his forehead. He examined them closely, his brow knitted. She stopped at Smoke’s desk and handed some papers to him. “Before we discuss the features of the double helix,” she said, moving down the center aisle, “I have one small piece of unfinished business.” However, as always, she stayed in motion.
Starch didn’t cover as much territory as when she paced before. There’s no shame in being smart.”īecause of her injury, Mrs. “I don’t suppose anybody besides Libby Marshall can describe the role of the femoral artery in the human circulatory system.” With a skeptical eye she scanned the rapt faces of her students. Luckily, it missed the femoral artery, though barely.” “The bullet entered right here, below the joint,” she said, “and passed all the way through my leg. 2 pencil from the cup on her desk and tapped the eraser against her left hip.
Her eyes flickered first to Nick and Marta, and then over to Duane Scrod Jr.Īfter a moment of fluster, she said, “Thank you for your concern, Graham. “I mean, are you gonna be okay?” Graham asked. Having recovered from the shock of Graham’s correct answer, Mrs. Marta smiled back and whispered, “I memorized the whole chapter, too.” Nick snuck a peek at Marta, who didn’t appear even slightly nauseated, as she often was in Mrs. Starch herself rocked back slightly on her crutches. The other students sat stunned and gaping. The outside of the helix is made up of sugar phosphates and the inside is nitrogen bases.” It shows two strands of nucleotides twisting around each other. “Watson and Crick were two scientists who came up with a model of DNA called the double helix. He popped to his feet and composed himself. “All right, Graham, let’s get this over with.” “Please?” Graham Carson beseeched from across the room. Mickey Maris swallowed and began pawing frantically through his textbook. Starch pivoted toward Mickey Maris and said, “Well …?”
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