“Your paper is a train wreck that even Jesus cannot save. I am unable to look away and must cry myself to sleep.” Teaching was a mistake.
“Your paper is a train wreck that even Jesus cannot save. I am unable to look away and must cry myself to sleep.” Teaching was a mistake.
The river surges, gulps down the sinking ferry. Ann’s students claw at her. She drowns in their terror before being swallowed by the sea.