Chapter 2Tuesday Afternoon
Chase waited three days for Rowan to call. He had just about given up and was going to call himself when the phone rang.
“Chase? This is Rowan. Do you remember me from the checkout line the other day at Wegmans?”
“Of course I do. How are you?” Chase wanted to do a happy dance but played with a paper clip instead. He always played with something when he was nervous.
“I’m about to start teaching classes the first week of June. This is my first year as a full professor and I’m nervous.” Rowan gave a little laugh.
“Where and what do you teach?” Chase asked, paperclip twisting in his fingers.
“I teach mathematics at Monmouth University. Since I’m the new guy on the block, I’m getting the remedial classes.”
“What did you do before becoming a professor?” Chase wa
