I shake my head quickly. “Everything is okay, sir. It’s all been settled.” I fold my hands in my lap. “I’m sorry for being distracted.”
Mr. Thomas exhales, some of the tension leaving his shoulders. “That’s good to hear.”
Then he reaches into his drawer and pulls out two envelopes, sliding them across the desk toward me.
“These came in for you.” He taps them once. “From your parents. They asked me to pass them along.”
I look at the envelopes.
My name is written on both and I stare at them for a moment before reaching out and picking them up.
“Thank you.”
“Now that everything is apparently resolved, I expect your concentration to return where it belongs.” He says. “Graduate at the top of your department, Miss Foster. Don’t let anything distract you from what you’re capable of achiev
