CHAPTER 21
“Thanks for giving me a few extra days to hand this in.” Kennedy was still breathless from her run to her lit professor’s office.
“Perhaps next semester you might think of reading the syllabus ahead of time so you’ll know what assignments are coming up.” Dr. Penn had a thick British accent, which made her sound even more stern and intimidating than she might have otherwise.
Kennedy held out her paper, finally setting it on the desk when her lit professor didn’t take it out of her hands.
“I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”
Dr. Penn frowned. “Of course it won’t. This is the last paper of the semester, and you’re not enrolled in any of my classes in the spring.”
Kennedy didn’t know what else to say. If she hurried back to her dorm, she might be able to finish her research pap
