The bell rings and the students file out of the classroom quickly, running off to those all-important events in a young person's life. Denise Gray is bundling the papers and supplies.

  Karen wiped the sweat from her brow, and touched the pencil to the pad. The idiots sitting at the booth could not make up their mind, and she was getting really impatient. "Um," the guy said. "I'm not quite... sure." He let the last word<