The lesson rolled forward, smooth and engaging.

Somehow, Kelvin had a way of making the kids enjoy mathematics more than ever.

That was one of the other reasons Alexander assigned him to observe Max.

He had a nice humor around kids.

Even the most restless kids were drawn in by his sarcastic tone and his funny jokes.

At the back of his mind, though, Kelvin couldn’t shake the memory of this morning, from Anya’s sharp eyes and her stern questions.

He wasn’t sure how long he could keep the mask on. But right now? He had to be Mr. Max. The assistant teacher.

And nothing more, at least until he...