"No. I don't know. It's from the bookshelf," Kate answers, following him inside. Chang looks like he's trying to decide what to do before he flops down in the dirt -- of course -- and starts to roll around on his back. Kate just rolls her eyes, because that's what this fucking dog does all the time, just to drive her nuts, she thinks. It ate Jeff's clothes and now it makes all her shit dirty.

"I thought it might be better than a teacher," she says. "I mean, maybe the teachers here are awesome, but I never liked teachers much. I always liked doing shit on my own way better." Maybe it's stupid of her to think Harley might like to do the same, but it's too late now. He has the books.