Gladys turned and looked at the boy standing near the classroom door. It should have been odd, seeing him dressed in a flower-print dress, but for some reason, Gladys took it all in stride. Did she know that boy? He looked strangely familiar.
"Gladys," the teacher said. "Someone's here to see you. Please talk out in the hall, okay?"
She wasn't sure what this was all about, but stood up and headed out into the hall with the boy anyway.
"What is it?" she asked Derek, not realizing that she was even thinner yet, but still a little pudgy.
