As Anna twisted her combination, and Mr. Ret trailing on and on with his words, Anna couldn't get her locker open...this was bad...
"Uh, Mr. Ret," Anna said, interupting another one of Mr. Ret's stories, "I can't get my locker open--I think it's jammed."
Mr. Ret sighed. "Well, let me give it a go, Anna," Mr. Ret said, "What's your combination?"
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