Chapter 3
Kris stood in her professor’s office, nearly shaking with anticipation. He glanced down at a paper in front of him, tapped a pen on the desk, and then looked up at her.
“I don’t usually do this, but I’ll grant you an extension this one time. But don’t let it happen again,” he said.
Kris let out a breath she didn’t even know she had been holding.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” said exclaimed, getting out of the chair. “I’ll have the paper to you tomorrow before class starts.”
“Okay, Miss Wentworth. See you tomorrow.”
Kris shut the door to the office behind her. If anyone had been watching, they would have seen her visibly collapsing against the door. The relief on her face was palpable.
She’d never been late on a paper before. She’d never missed class like that b
