Chapter Nine
The Look in Her Eyes
“In the end, we are all voyeurs.”
— Hollis Compton in “Does it Really Matter?”
Ten curious faces turned as one to watch the new girl as she entered room 303 for the first time. They were all at their places, their easels forming a loose circle around an empty chair atop a small platform. They had been talking casually; just waiting for class to begin. Their conversations stopped when the door opened to admit the newcomer; an intruder into their little group; for Madeline it was an awkward moment. She was instantly relieved to find none of the students were in any of her classes. She had worried about that on the nervous ride over. Now, from somewhere in the back of the room, Professor Kenner bounded up to take her hand and welcome her to Drawing 201. H
