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Her daydrearay, brick factory
"Welcolad to have you here at Babushka’s world fa and wiping what looked like leftover powdered doughnut frouide, Claire She will take you around the factory and answer any questions you have"
The tour guide, a striking blonde wo white lab jacket, yellow hel to iy, model-like beauty There were so the boys, and even Brody stood a few inches taller within her presence She s perfect white teeth, and motioned the class to follow her into the factory Her walk sashayed and her red heels clicked on the cement sidewalk to a rhythm that only she could hear
The boys followed like puppies, irls, including Savannah, hung back shooting hateful glares toward Claire A challenge had clearly been draithout one spoken word, and the girls flipped, powdered, and glossed their lips in preparation to retaliate Mina felt a uide; she had personally seen what it was like to be on the receiving end of jealous girls froh
Mina looked at Nan to see if she noticed, but Nan was preoccupied with her texting Taking a deep breath, she grabbed Nan’s sleeve and led her after the group of students into the factory with Nan texting the whole way
Claire took theh a fluorescent-lit hallway lined with photofactory’s history She paused every few feet to explain the history, as Mina grabbed a chewed up pencil and notebook out of her broken backpack and struggled to catch up "This is our founder, Larry Brimwell In 1911, he started the bakery out of his two-bedroo in the international district in 1913" A grainy, black and white photo could be seen of asmall balls of chocolate on a small kitchen table Out of focus and barely visible underneath the table was a s with a wooden car
The next wallMr Brin in the dirty, panedA severe, uns blonde wo a s the hand of their little boy Mina stopped to stare at the picture of as supposed to be a happy family, but the picture see on in Mrs Brimwell’s mind
"It was Mrs Bri the bakery into a full-scale factory and invested all of her inheritance into the coainst her father’s wishes Soon after they purchased this current factory, Larry died of scarlet fever His wife and son were left to take on the fa, her voice quavering for only a split second, before she cleared her throat and dazzled the group with her sh hard work and perseverance, theyempire it is today"
"Who runs it now?" Pricilla Rose, or Pri for short, had raised her hand but asked the question before being called on
"Mr Brimwell," Claire replied
"Why, that would make him almost a hundred years old," Pri said, surprised
"Silly randson, BJ Brimwell, who met you at the front door He didn’t look quite 100, did he?" Heads bobbed in understanding, and a few boys even laughed at the dull joke
More facts wereMr West told the their tour, and Mina needed an A on this paper, badly Soars in the chocolate process, Mr West had becoroup, but only Mina seemed to notice their ward’s absence
Claire seemed to enjoy the extra attention froe the roo roo; the workers even more so in their drab white coats, shower caps, and listless, droning movements The expression on every one of the workers face was the same; blank