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“I want a tutor,” Layla said. “It would make doing homework so much easier.” “Me too,” said Kaitlyn. “If Layla gets one, I get one.” “No daughter of mine will ever have a tutor,” Dad said. “What if we’re failing a course?” asked Layla. His graying eyebrows drew together. “If you fail a single course, young lady, we will pull you out of school and get you a job scrubbing toilets for the rest of your life.”

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Claire LaZebnik
Claire LaZebnik

Claire LaZebnik is a novelist known for her intricate emotional storytelling and profound character development. The exact dates of her birth and death are unknown. more

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