Tuesday
The sky was heavy and overcast, the rain a fine mist that was absolutely inescapable, chilling the air and soaking through Aislen’s jacket, beading in the fur trim of her hood. The school yard was empty, students choosing to huddle in the hallways, sheltered corners, and the cafeteria, rather than get wet.
Rhett had come by the house that morning to pick her up, despite their argument the day before, but she refused to answer the door. It had made her late to first class and earned her a reprimand by the teacher. She had already been the focus of sniggering and behind the hands murmuring as she’d entered the class, therefore, she endured the reprimand without flinching as the lesser torture.
Her first two classes had been Triquetra free, and she had hidden in the nurse’s office
