During the two days my classmates took their SAT, I worked my shift at the bistro.My supervisor, Samantha Blackburn, pulled me aside and reminded me, "The table you're serving is celebrating a gentleman's birthday, and the little gift box on your tray is from his wife."When the time comes, make sure you present it to him with both hands.""Will do. Don't worry," I said with a nod.But when I walked over to the table, I noticed that the "gentleman" Samantha had been talking about was Winston. Mom sat next to him, meticulously adjusting his tie.Winston noticed me first, and a sleek, greasy smile instantly spread across his face. "Well, if it isn't Alera! Shouldn't you be taking the SAT? Why are you working here instead?"Mom looked over when she heard that. A trace of genuine shock flashed across her face as she looked me up and down and asked, "What are you doing here, waiting tables? Did you drop out of school?"Deep down, I let out a cold laugh. I kept my face completely exp
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