A Poor Student Stepped Into The Wrong Car Until He Learned The Truth

there for a moment that lasted too long and not long enough, the air between us charged with something neither of us wanted to name. Then Noah straightened, and the professional distance returned like a mask.

“Don’t study too late. I need you functional tomorrow.”

“Yes, sir.” The response came with enough irony to make him shake his head as he left.

I continue reading …