Catherine kept her plan secret from her children, she asked Malcolm to be discreet. To get a divorce from someone like Bill Ludlow was going to be messy. She had to gather her strength, administration wise and mentally. She didn't care about money anymore, she just wanted out. As long as her children were financially secured, she'll figure out a way for herself. 

Charlie was sweating under her work attire. It was the first time she ever wore pants and suits and went into a tall building to work. Her sense of smell heightened the pungent smell of the carpet and the air conditioning somehow stronger than the few times she went there before. 

He woke up gasping for air, drenched in sweat, his heart drummed like a machine gun. The last thing he remembered was his dad choking him against the wall, he tried to pull his hand off his neck but his tiny arms gave way. He hadn't had those nightmares in

Charlie was finishing up in the office. She put back some files in Maxine's cabinet, stacked a few pending materials on her desk for the next Monday. It was Friday, she was relieved she didn't have to work on assignments afterward. Sometimes she would stay

Gastonburry had changed a lot in the course of 20 years. It had always been a city of students, some of the oldest schools were still standing strong, giving the best education in the country. One of them was University of Gastonburry where she was an alma mater alongside Bill and Malcolm.