Chapter 58

• The moment Chan entered, nostalgia hit her, and she felt her heart aching. She missed this sort of environment. She missed the blackboard filled with written words. She missed the walls filled with children’s paintings. She missed the student’s desks and chairs, and of course, the humming noise of children laughing and giggling and chatting.
• “Lilly, good morning,” a woman said in greeting.
• Lilly said, “Good morning, Mrs. Brown.”