Teacher of the YearChapter 2
“Honey. Honey, wake up,” she heard her husband’s familiar voice ringing in her ear. Her eyes fluttered opened to see his smiling face hovering over hers. “What ... what’s going on?” she asked trying to get her bearings. “You fell asleep grading papers again. Did you finish?” “Huh?” she asked still disorientated. “What time is it?” “A little past midnight. Do you want to get ready for bed?” “I have to finish grading,” she mumbled struggling to sit up. “I’ll splash some water on my face...