Bryce came home today and says "Today another teacher had suicide in her sink and her class had to stay in our classroom with us. It stunk up the whole hall!"
We said suicide back and forth countless times while I was trying to understand what he is talking about. I had flashes of a teacher commiting suicide at her sink during class and was PRAYING TO GOD that was not what happened!!
"Yeah, you know, like what is in the ditch!"
"Sewage?"
"Yeah, that! It was really stinky!"
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