Varney, the school’s French Language teacher, approached Howard. “Good morning, Varney,” Howard said cheerfully. “How are you?” He gave Varney a bright smile.
Varney stopped and glared at Howard. “How am I?” he shouted. “I’ve got a twenty-five year old car and a sixty-year old wife. How do you think I am?” He stormed off down the hallway.
Sadness overcame Howard. Right then, he decided to send Varney’s wife a sympathy card after work.... anonymously, of course.