After a bit, ours stepped forward. "All right, everyone. This is Death, Dying and Reliving: A History of Cautionary Tales, so hopefully you're in the right place. I'm Margo Woolery, your professor."
She rubbed her hands together as she spoke, seeming at ease and exactly where she was supposed to be. She reminded me so much of Leo that the rawness of his loss threatened to expose itself once again by cracking open my heart. He should be at Graystone right now with as big a smile, if not bigger, than Professor Woolery as he started his first year of doing what he loved professionally.
Behind my broken heart, I seethed. I wanted Ramsey to pay so badly that I shook with the need to pop out of my seat and find the prick to cut the life out of him like he had my brother.
But I needed to bide
