5
ELLA
“You know he’s a Wainright,” Candace said as I walked with her down the hallway.
I tugged on my mittens as we went. A cold snap had blown in overnight. Fall was officially here. Changing leaves were long gone, replaced by frosty nights. Snow would be coming soon and would start to stick for the long haul until spring.
“I do know the professor’s name,” I replied.
Candace rolled her eyes and gave me a grin. She was a sophomore, a math major and also doing work study in the department.
“I mean, he’s East Wainright of the billionaire Wainrights.”
She pushed open the door to the stairwell and held it for me as we were done for the day.
“Billionaire?” I asked, my mind boggled. He didn’t look like one, but I didn’t know how he would look different.
Her eyes lit up, pleased she’d s
