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PROGRESS REPORT 12
TheotherswhorememberedmewavedtomeandIwavedback.Suddenly,IcouldseebyAlice’sexpressionthatshewasannoyed.
"It’salmosteighto’clock,"sheannounced."Timetoputthingsaway."
Eachpersonhadanassignedtask,theputtingawayofchalk,erasers,papers,books,pencils,notepaper,paints,anddemonstrationmaterial.Eachoneknewhisjobandtookprideindoingitwell.TheyallstartedontheirtasksexceptBernice.Shewasstaringatme.
"Whyain’tCharliebeencomingtoschool?"askedBernice."What’sthematter,Charlie?Areyoucomingback?"
Theotherslookedupatme.IlookedtoAlice,waitingforhertoanswerforme,andtherewasalongsilence.WhatcouldItellthemthatwouldnothurtthem?
"Thisisjustavisit,"Isaid.
Oneofthegirlsstartedtogiggle—Francine,whomAlicewasalwaysworriedabout.Shehadgivenbirthtothreechildrenbythetimeshewaseighteen,beforeherparentsarrangedforahysterectomy.Shewasn’tpretty—notnearlyasattractiveasBernice—butshehadbeenaneasymarkfordozensofmenwhoboughthersomethingpretty,orpaidherwaytothemovies.ShelivedataboardinghouseapprovedforoutsideworktraineesbytheWarren
StateHome,andwaspermittedoutintheeveningstocometotheCenter.Twiceshehadn’tshownup—pickedupbymenonthewaytoschool—andnowshewasallowedoutonlywithanescort.
"Hetalkslikeabigshotnow,"shegiggled.
"Allright,"saidAlice,breakinginsharply."Classdismissed.I’llseeyoualltomorrownightatsix."
