Lex wondered, for a fleeting moment, what her principle’s head might look like if it were stabbed atop a giant wooden spear.
“I can’t imagine why you’re smiling young lady,” Mr. Truitt said from behind his desk, “but I can assure you that there is nothing funny about this situation. …”
- pg 1 Croak by Gina Damico
*Quote taken from an advanced copy and therefore is subject to change.
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