Lotanna tugged at the collar of her school uniform, counting with each pull.  “Three hundred and three. Three hundred and four. Three hundred and five…” Held loosely in her left hand was a test sheet.  0/10.  “The method was what was important. It doesn’t matter that your final answer was correct. And stop repeating what... Continue Reading →

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