Mother Frances said, “Would you like to tell the class what you did yesterday afternoon, young lady?” I couldn’t talk. I just shook my head and kept my eyes on the floor. “Look at me,” Mother Frances said. I looked up. Her face was florid, her eyes flashing. Then my eyes strayed down again. Her right hand looked awfully strong, the veins standing out as she gripped the paddle firmly. Mother Frances said, “If you’re too ashamed to say what you did, I’ll tell the class. Brenda ran down the fire escape last night.” The entire class was very quiet, the air charged with anticipation. Mother Frances said, “On your hands and knees, girl. I’ll deal with you in a minute.” I assumed the position and tried to keep my skirt from hiking up.
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