Now for the summer reading list. Evil little..if they would just read on their own I wouldn’t have to make this. I could enjoy my summer, too, but no. They have to be told what to do. Probably won’t do it anyway…don’t know why I try. Can’t get most of them to even crack a book. Shouldn’t even be in school. Should be on a farm somewhere, could probably slaughter them and end world hunger. Better use for them.

I bet it was Vern. He hates Jimmy…ah Jimmy. Only good egg on the block- then someone goes and calls the police over a slightly mutilated hamster and he’s in an institution. It was art. He told them- I told them. No one respects teachers anymore. Should have just tried sexing them. I saw how the one was looking at me. I bet it was Vern.

Or maybe it was that Tudeschi woman. Lord knows how crazy she is- Jimmy told me some of the things she said. Even an angel like him has to confess to someone. He knows he can trust me. Carol doesn’t realize how lucky she is, having a son like that. He must have been such a wonderful baby, so cute. Not like those Tudeschi kids. The mother must have been drinking during pregnancy.

Could have been those Sloans. Doubt it though…they’re so devout. And just generally happy…always laughing. Like Jimmy used to be…before they sent him away. Now he’s always with that Cheryl Tudeschi. She doesn’t deserve him. They’ll never be happy. He’d be happy with someone older, more mature. Happy like the Sloanes…maybe I’ll speak to them about helping me get him back in the church.

Could it be Carol? She didn’t seem very offended by the notion…didn’t seem sympathetic in the least. And didn’t lift one finger to keep her beautiful son out of jail. Even claimed I was doing too much- me! I was only doing what the boy deserved. He worked so hard on his art…he needed a reward. He shouldn’t have been eating that watermelon afterwards…but an artistic soul like his…what do we know about them, anyway? What can we know? If Carol knew…it could have been her. Lying b-.

I’ll have to watch them. I’ll have to watch them all today. One of them will crack. One of them is crazy. I’’ll just have to catch them being crazy. Jimmy will help me, if that Cheryl isn’t there. He’s such a good helper, such a good boy. Better get the name tags. Maybe Cheryl will offer to hand them out. Keep an eye on her then…

Now, the summer reading list…