As a teacher, Ian was used to outbursts. To the eye rolls and "But, Mr. Chesterton!"'s. However, one "I'm not a child anymore!" sent shivers down his spine.
That voice carried more than the superiority of a fifteen-year-old.
"Come, John Smith."
Ian's respect-instilling tone didn't work.
"Father?" The boy smirked.
Ian hesitated. Doctor John Smith was somewhat eccentric.
"Yes, bring him," he said finally.
"I'm not good enough. He wants the millennia younger model. I'll visit my Susan. Her old fool of a grandfather should teach the teacher manners!"
Ian caught the whispered tirade. Now, what was this about?
- Pro vkládání komentářů se musíte přihlásit