She gazed at me with a strange smile. I couldn't resist and kissed her cheek. She blushed and began walking out. I followed her to her car. Before leaving, she asked, "Are you sure you wish me to visit you? If that was a courtesy offer, I'll understand..."
"Mona, stop underestimating yourself. You promised to come and you WILL do it. Otherwise, I'll complain to the school principal that the most attractive teacher in his school lied to me."
She chuckled, "I found one thing you are not good at: Acting. See you Saturday."
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Before Mona's visit, I cleaned the house, made sure the visible furniture were dusted, and the living room and bathroom were spotless. I checked the external hard drive, where my photos were stored in chronological order and by subject, and connected it to my laptop
