Chapter 3It was a busy week. Adam had to meet his classes and try to get to know the names of all his students. There were, of course, the inevitable preparations. As it turned out, Nigel Brewster wasn’t the only colleague who wanted to welcome him: several came into his office to say hello or just stopped him in the hallways for a chat.
Thursday after his Lost Generation class there had been a department meeting. Donna Kasmaryk was no worse than other department heads he’d known, but department meetings were department meetings, and he disliked them. He’d never had any desire to get into administration, but he’d always thought he could conduct departmental business with fewer and briefer meetings.
Now it was Friday afternoon. He sat in his office, aware that most students and faculty me
