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Miss Appleton carefully pinned up her long dark hair before leaving her apartment for her first class of the day. Reflected in the mirror, she saw a pretty oval face with deep-set blue eyes fringed with long dark lashes. Her creamy complexion needed almost no make-up, and Alice contented herself with applying just the slightest bit of lip gloss to her small but perfectly formed lips. The somber-toned charcoal-grey dress molded well to Alice Appleton’s curvaceous figure, but not too closely. Alice preferred the more conservative approach to everything, and she knew that she was admired at the school because of it. She was an excellent teacher of English, and the young twenty-three year old took great pride in her work with the boys of the Scotsdale School. This was the attractive brunette’s second year now at the school, and Alice felt that she would like to stay for a long, long while.
It was easy to spend most of her time studying, planning lessons, and correcting papers. That way the pretty dark-haired teacher had little time to think of the past. Even so, however, there were moments when that past pressed into the present, bringing with it unwanted memories.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.