Cynthia Dion: 

Afterward, Flora went to bed, claiming she was tired. I asked her to gather more information on this topic, and she said she'd talk to her teacher and request her private notes.

I felt hopeful once more.

Maybe I could find a way out of this mess?

I had been tossing and turning on my mattress; it was already midnight, and everyone had fallen asleep except for me.

"Why did Atticus pay her fees on my behalf?" I questioned myself as I sat up on ...