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We’ve had two weeks and there have been no calls, no notes, no flowers, and no unwelcome visitors anywhere.
It’s tentative and fragile, but the hope that this is over for good continues to creep through my body like crabgrass slowly taking over a yard.
Kyle crawling back into the hole from whence he came isn’t the only ending looming on the horizon.
This week is the last week of instruction for this session. Avery took her pastry chef certification exam last week in front of a review board and this week are the final exams for the entire academy.
She’s been fluttering around like a nervous hen all week, but the rest of us know she’s going to pass with flying colors. She always does.
Next week, Wesley, Jamie, and I are going to be grading our way out from under the final exam mountain. We won’t get to see Avery much, so we decided to send her to the beach with Mia for a week to take her mind off things.
She hasn’t even left yet but somehow, I miss her already.
The sound of my phone ringing quickly puts an end to my moping.
This might be the call I’ve been waiting for.
I look at the screen, hoping to see the number for my acquisition team lead pop up on the screen. A sense of foreboding brews in my gut when I see the Age Gap Academy’s president’s name instead.
“Hello. This is Jamie speaking. What can I do for you, Tom?”
“It’s President Newbury from now on, Mr. Murphy.”
Oh, yeah, I’m in trouble.
“Alright. What can I do for you, Mr. President?”
“I need you in my office.”
“Of course. Do you have a specific time you want me there or should I schedule something with Kay?”
“Now.”
Big trouble, apparently.
“I’m going to need someone to proctor the exams I’m administering.”
“Someone is already on the way,” he says brusquely.
Before I even have a chance to ask what’s going on, he hangs up.
When I run into Wesley and Phillip in the main hallway, all the pieces click into place.
“He knows,” I say.
“How could he possibly know? We’ve been extremely cautious.”
“Well, we did have some” —Phillip glances around— “slipups here on campus. Someone might have seen.”
“No way,” Wesley argues. “If anyone saw that, they would have interrupted us right away or called campus security to haul us down to the president’s office.”
“You’ve got a point there.” I nod. “Still, I just don’t see how it could be about anything else, especially since all three of us got an immediate summons.”
“He did sound rather angry.”
“No matter what happens in there, we’re a team.”
Things must be bad if Wesley’s the one sounding serious.
