Chapter 9Nick was squinting at a word his student had completely misused in the first paragraph of the essay when a f*******: notification pinged. How could anyone not know the difference between inconsistent and incontinent? Nick dismissed the error as lack of proofreading, when another f*******: notification pinged. He always tried to keep the windows on his computer minimized as he graded, but he swore the f*******: noises were getting more intrusive. When he opened a window in Chrome, a new friend request was glowing in red along with a message request from someone named Sheena Miller.
Oh. Katie. Nick’s heart pounded. He swallowed, unsure what to do. He wondered if there was now a green light by his name, signalling that he was online and ready to mingle with the world. Leaning in clo
