“Are you doing that writing thing again?” my husband asked me from the corner of the couch where he was burried under a quilt, watching reruns of old bicycle races on the iPad. “Yep, it started yesterday,” I replied as I plopped down on the couch with my bag full of all the things I … Continue reading Teacher Guilt
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