She peered over at me, frowning.
“You didn’t get his name?” She asked, curiously.
“No,” I answered. “He was gone before I got the chance.”
“Do you think he was a student? Maybe a teacher?”
“I don’t know, Ruby,” I said, a little too loudly. She looked startled by my outburst, so I spoke in a softer tone. “He wasn’t someone I recognized,” I lied.
She looked disappointed.
“What were you talking to Professor Evergreen about in his office?” Ruby asked, wiggling her brows. I threw a pillow at her from across the couch, which she dodged effortlessly, laughing.
“Just about my paper,” I told her. “I just wanted to get some extra pointers on how to better my writing for future papers.”
“And did you guys talk about your encounter the other night?” She asked curiously.
“He wants to maintain o
