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The very next day after Miss West and I__ talked about her son and missions, she was the same as she__ always been: volatile and unhappy with a hatred that spewed out of her like missiles. I thought I understood why. She must have hated us for being alive when her son was dead.Lately the class has been turning against her. They__e openly hostile, and they whisper plots for revenge. It seems unfair, the way unhappiness flows out of a person, just to ricochet. __dam_do you think we have a missions?_ He looks at me with a confused expression. __hat kind of missions?_ __ don__ know. Do you think you have a mission?_ I shrug, disappointed. If Adam doesn__ know, then I guess no one does. A girl turns onto our hall, eyes red and sad, and she passes, Adam sends her a smile. Her whole face brightens and she sends him a smile back. Hate ricochets, but kindness does too. Page 178.