Time passed us by in funny ways. Some moved on quickly from the wounds they got along the way and learned from them, while others dwelled on them. I wasn’t too proud to say I dwelled, but I did for good reason. As anger festered below the surface, and I let my mind slip back in time.
I stepped out of the way of the stampede of students steaming from their last class of the day. Often, I’d wait outside his class and listen to the professor go on about the human body and why it did what it did at a crime scene. It was fascinating, and I only wished I had attended college, but I had no choice. My parents had insisted I work in the family business. No one enjoyed working for an insurance company, but it did pay the bills and then some. It was a very successful business. We had two main office
