Precious held unto the tray tightly as soon as her eyes came in contact with Bethel, Jeremiah and Daniel. Her heart began to race as she licked her bottom lips to ease her nervousness.

Does this mean her mother works for one of them? She thought, her eyes moving from one of them to another with her hands holding unto the tray tightly.

She never thought, nor has it crossed her mind that her mother could be working for one of her classmates. She looked at the room, four times bigger than her former self contained room. The walls are painted with white and gray. The room would obviously fit...