Dr. Finch’s office was transformed. The stacks of papers were pushed aside. On his desk, instead of a laptop, sat a sleek, black device she didn't recognize. He wasn't grading. He was listening, eyes closed, fingers tapping the arm of his chair.
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Myra blinked. "I don't understand."