“Dad, you’re being called to school again!”
“Again?..” I held back a sigh, but fatigue still showed in my voice, as if something old and crooked had finally creaked.
Daniil only shrugged, pretending complete bewilderment.
“Nothing special there… Ondatra is just on a rampage again.”
“Do you even realize that this is your last school? Next step is boarding school.”
“I’ll try to behave normally. But you have to promise me one thing.”
“What thing?”
“Make Arnodtra Arnoidovna happy—and she’ll stop clinging to me.”
“I’m not sure the problem is the teacher.”
“Exactly her. I read online: lonely women become angry and miserable. And if nothing changes, tomorrow I’ll set the gym on fire!”
This is my last chance.
Our last chance.
And I won’t waste it—even if I have to melt the heart of the city’s most strict teacher for that.