Theodore was taking a typing class. He worked very hard on learning to type quickly. He was sure he wasn't moving as fast as he should. The day of the test came, and Theodore was nervous.
 After all this time had passed with no signs that his handwriting would improve any further (and it didn) so much in fact they decided to take him back for another week or two before getting rid from their testing schedule

"I'm going out with my friend," said his father in an attempt at humor or sarcasm; "but I need you all right now." His voice grew more strained from that moment forward. It had