MARSHA clutched her mother's arm and hesitated in the dining room doorway. She'd hoped to get at a relatively inconspicuous table at the Scholastic Recognition Dinner, but her father was heading right for the speaker's platform. Her mother sensed what she was thinking and drew her on.
"The Road to Excellence,"
Sketch: Vol. 33
, Article 10.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol33/iss3/10