Christopher walked into first-period class five minutes late and Mrs. Greene wasn’t pleased – as usual. The moment he entered the class, she had given him one of her glares and said, “Late again, Hayes.”

“She’s talking like I come late all the time,” Chris mumbled under his breath.

“What was that?” The teacher demanded.

“Nothing. I’m sorry,” Chris apologized. “It won’t happen again.”

“That’s what you said the last time.”

“It’s for real this time,” Chris replied.

“Next time this happens, I won’t hesitate to give you detention,” she said. “Now, go sit.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” Chris said and walked to his seat.

Detention, he mused. That should be...