Found: written elegantly on a scrap of notebook paper in Michael Thatcher's American History book
Time: 11:24 AM, 10/16/13
When: Michael opened his book when asked to read for the class, and Ms. Misley was glaring at him for not having the page already open.
"I don't have your Skype username, but I strongly assume that you defaced a literary product to suavely slip me it."
YOU ARE READING
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