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I gave Amanda the thumbs up as I left the classroom.
She grinned and hopped in place. “Told you!”
Then Matt came out, and we had to play it cool. But once he was gone I escorted Amanda to the vending machines and bought us both one last round of chocolate in celebration. “Today’s the last day I can get a ride,” I told her. “The whole thing starts tomorrow.”
As we drove to work, I filled her in on everything that had happened, including some of the nuances of my plan.
“I’m going to have to start making everything from scratch,” I told her. “I can’t just eat stuff from the store anymore. So I’m probably going to have to—ow!”
It’s a good thing we were at a stoplight, or we might have gotten into an accident. Because Amanda had taken both hands off the steering wheel to dig her pointy
