“Your mother will miss you,” Deb said. “And what will you do if you’re not teaching?”
“There might be an opening in the second semester. In the meantime, I can review my research notes for that book I’ve outlined. Maybe even start writing.” However, the words weren’t flowing. And before returning to teach, April needed more time to let this ugly incident blow over.
One of her friends had told her that Olga had left the graduate program and planned to pursue her master’s degree at another private university. But when April pressed her friend, a professor in that department, she admitted she’d seen the tall, buxom Russian woman on campus. With a mane of blond hair and legs that went on forever, Olga was hard to miss—and presumably, equally hard to resist.
Maybe Olga was only on campus to
