His expression is severe, "If you make another attempt to drop out of college-"
"That doesn't answer my question," I retort.
In response, he reaches down on the floor and picks up a file, tossing it to me. I grab it from mid-air, only to look at it and realize that it is the report I submitted to him. I've gotten an A-minus on it.
My mouth turns dry as I stare at it, and he asks, "Does this answer your question?"
I nod mutely, stunned, and then look up at him, asking carefully, "If I were to say no to your proposal, would that impact your decision?"
Morris looks away from me, "I'm not going to jeopardize your scholarship, Aisha. You've put a lot of effort into the information you collected for this report. Considering you had two handicaps, one being that you worked without a partner
