As it seemed like I wasn't going to get any info the easy way, I spent the whole day working. Putting the notes and scribbled ideas into one coherent, solid unit took me the whole weekend. But I still did it, because I wanted to learn more about my grandfather. And to do that, I would have to stay close to him. My thesis plan was going to be really solid. After I put him in a tight spot during my presentation, I had to show him that I wasn't all about murky shenanigans, that I was willing to put in the work, too. So I didn't sleep that much, but, by Monday, my plan was ready.
When I sat in the class, in the same spot (this time, they kept it for me), I was quite surprised to see Prof. Derwen enter the class. The course only had one lecturer on it, and the schedule didn't mention anything
