. . .As she spoke, she knew it was a lie. She had spent countless time wondering where he had gone and what had become of him. She never thought she would have a reason to find out. She slept lightly, waking often until her alarm went off at seven o'clock. She slid her legs out from underneath the cover and shivered. The carpet felt cool and damp beneath her toes. She silenced the alarm and pulled aside the blinds to see a dreary morning fog. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen anything but rain. Today promised to be more of the same. No matter. Her schedule would require her to get a bit wet. She had to visit the teacher supply store, keep an appointment with a student's teacher and plan lessons for the day. Later, she would see Jonathon. ". . . Read More