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Chapter 6

Author: Anna Smith
After dinner, Professor Reed drove me back to campus.

I meant to refuse, but the shuttle had stopped running, and the night outside the faculty club was freezing. Refusing would only make me look difficult.

For a while, the car was quiet.

I glanced at the dashboard. “Do you usually drive without music?”

He tapped the screen. A slow piano piece filled the car.

I raised an eyebrow. “Not what I expected.”

“It fits my mood.”

“Academic crisis?”

“Breakup.”

I went silent.

He glanced at me briefly. “Can
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