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... encil hovered over the page. She bit her lower lip.
"You have to isolate the variable first," she muttered, more to herself than to me. "Everything else is just noise trying to confuse you."
She worked through it. Slow. Methodical. Color-coded every part. Wrote each step.
Then she circled her final answer and looked up at me.
I checked it against my answer key.
Correct.
I pushed a blue chip across the table. The one worth five reds.
"Correc ...
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