Chapter 12Cato
Cato knew it was unreasonable to be annoyed that Roy wasn’t in his room Monday afternoon. But Roy was usually available to residents then, and he might have guessed Cato would come by. He could have…what? Told Cato that he wasn’t going to be there? Cato lived three doors down the hall; it wasn’t like he’d made a special trip to visit. Roy probably had homework to catch up on after wasting the whole weekend helping him.
A note on the door directed students to find Savannah on the 3rd floor if they needed something. Cato didn’t need anything except Roy, but he went upstairs anyway.
Savannah was reading a poetry textbook and knitting. “Hi, Cato. What’s up?”
“I just wondered if you knew where Roy was?”
“He’s in a meeting. Did you need anything?”
“No. Thanks.”
Cato went ba
