Stella Garcia-Spanish teacher at Forest Heights and my co-coach. She wasn’t thrilled about the book club name and made a noble attempt to explain why her suggestion, the Austen Empowerment Collaborative, was far more credible. Her social etiquette is lacking, her intelligence is off the charts, and she’d rather play with beakers than penises. Keiko “Keeks” Seymour-resident AP chemistry teacher at Forest Heights High School. The four founding members of the Ladies in Heat Book Club-aka my mismatched collection of friends-each bring diverse and unique character traits to our group. “I want to know what’s making Stella so fidgety.” “Cool your bloomers, Keeks,” Coraline says while taking a large sip from her wine glass. “You know the frequency of these meetings is dependent upon staying within the comprehensive itinerary I composed during my lunchbreak.” “Then why bring it up if you’re not going to propose your query?” Keiko asks impatiently while pushing her green-rimmed glasses up on her nose. Shifting, I say, “You know, we don’t have to-” I have a scary inkling what this might be about. “Oh?” I ask, trying to act casual as I bring my glass of red wine to my lips. “Before we get started, I’ve been told I need to ask you a question.” Stella sits cross-legged in front of me, a nervous look on her face, water in hand.
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