Three Weeks Later
It’s Friday afternoon, and to celebrate my first week of teaching, I’ve decided to treat myself to dinner in town tonight.
I thought I’d lost my passion for it, but the moment I stepped into the classroom, it was like I returned home. The kids are great and so well behaved, it’s like they’re not even in the room.
This town is slowly becoming my home, and I can see myself being here for a while. I still wake up every night screaming, but now I settle as soon as I realize where I am. I also get a sense of peace from the hushed voices which catch on the cool breeze and drift across the lake and into my open window. It’s nice to know I’m not alone.
A fact which upsets me more than I care to admit is that after the night of the housewarming, Jude has kept himself scarce. I
