"What is this cactus doing in my office, Miss Wilson?" Mr. Atticus asked me and I blinked at his voice. He was in my cabin now? Wow.
"You asked me to change the plant in your cabin." I answered simply, putting my glasses down as I looked at him from my desktop. His eyes flickered from my face to my glasses and then looked at me again.
"So you decided to change them with cactus? You really astound me at times, Miss Wilson." He said, shaking his head and I smiled sweetly at him as I straightened my back.
"I try my best, Sir. Anyways, you walked all your way here to ask me about the cactus, Mr. Atticus?" I asked him and he looked like he wanted to roll his eyes at my question but refrained himself.
"I came here to told you it's getting late, Miss Wilson." He said and my lips parted. I
