Begging Mr. Smith

"An old student comes back to visit her favorite teacher"

After knocking on his office door twice, I finally heard a low grunt telling me to come in. The door was heavy as I walked through, letting it slam behind me, the room only half-lit. I hadn’t seen Mr. Smith...

I shouldn’t be watching this, I knew, but couldn’t peel my eyes away. I was here to watch the stars and have a little alone time on my family vacation. I didn’t expect the view to include water droplets sparkling...