“Oh my! Miss Gumptree! You have a green splotch of something on you!” announced Lucy, so boisterously that there could be no mistaking that it was, in fact, a lie.
Miss Gumptree sat silently for a few minutes, before politely excusing herself, and walking at a brisk pace down the hallway, towards the bathroom. Once inside, fits of, “Oh Jesus No!”, profuse thumping and frantic screams could be heard through the already rather thick door, only to reveal Miss Gumptree returned, as perfectly presented and as neat as she had left.
Thomas sat in awe and amazement, as Anna applauded the slightly blushing Miss Gumptree. She sat politely, straightened her pants and responded to the unasked question.
“It was an apple sticker, okay?!”