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Senior Advisor to PJ Austin
The next morning, breakfast at the Bernhardts’ was as somber as it had been since the shooting incident at Columbia University. Except for Carlton and Germane, no one else wanted to say anything.
But then Liza said, “Germane, child, I’m sure you know that we’ve got to get you back home to resume your schooling.”
“I know, Grandma. I’ve been wondering when that would happen.”
But then Father questioned his seeming acquiescence. “Son, we all thought you’d want to hang around for a while. Has something happened?”
“Oh, no, Grandfather-in-Waiting, but now that Aunt Priscilla’s on the mend, I can visit her on fall break and at Thanksgiving. Besides, she’s a girl, and I miss my other friends.”
“Really?”
“Old bro’ here can look after Aunt Priscilla,” the young
