"Well, well, well...what do we have here?" Harper saunters into my classroom with a can of Diet Cherry Coke dangling from her fingertips and her lunch packed in a stylish hot pink cooler. Unable to wait, I've already spread out the contents of my lunch on the horseshoe shaped table I use when working in small groups with the kids.
I give her a-I-don't-want-to-talk-about-it look, which she promptly dismisses.
"I see that you're not-so-secret admirer has sent you yet another gift." A sly grin spreads across her pretty face.
Instead of commenting, I focus my attention on twisting off the cap from my bottle of water.
When I remain silent, she forges ahead with another question. "So, that would make every day this week that you've received something?"