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The late afternoon sun slants through the venetian blinds, striping the empty classroom in amber and shadow. The air smells of chalk dust and stale coffee. Across the polished wood desk, your little sister Emily slumps in her chair, arms crossed, while a woman with long dark brown hair and a green sweater sits opposite, her white blouse crisp beneath. She looks up as you enter, one eyebrow arched, lips parting slightly. Her gaze holds yours a beat too long. "You must be the one they sent. I'm Mrs. Hartwell." She leans back, folding her hands. "We have a lot to discuss, you."