Reverend Don did not seem to mind that I was a couple minutes late to class.

“Meet Two Tones,” he said gesturing towards the artificial blond to my right. Two Tones had the wispy air of an elderly substitute teacher. She had a pillow beneath her feet so that they could touch the floor.

Reverend Don (far right) & company.

“And Emily.” Emily looked mortified at being caught in a class with someone named Two Tones.

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