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"Aha, so you're the lucky one," I heard coming from above me. "Lucky?" I asked, looking up at a smiling thirty something year old woman standing at my elbow. "Hi, I'm Jill, Jill Cliburn," the woman announced, "English Department... you must be Mrs. Fisher." "Sarah," I offered. "Sorry I missed you the other day, I couldn't make the staff meeting," Jill answered. It was the first day of classes at Hillary Clinton High in Daytona Beach, Florida and I, and many of my new...