No.
No no no no no no!
This can't be happening. I must be seeing things. That's not Shane! Shane was too young to be a professor. He was my brother's age and only two years older, so that makes him too young. Right?
I closed my eyes and counted to ten, then opened them back up.
Nope, still Shane. Besides, he just said his name was Shane Clark. What are the odds that this guy would have his face AND his name! It was him alright.
This is a disaster. Just when I thought I was completely rid of Shane and he was just a bad memory, there he was, in front of me again. In the flesh. Looking better than ever.
"Alright, class. This is a half-semester class, so we've got a lot of work ahead of us. So I'm afraid we can't waste too much time, and I'd have to start the lesson right away. But since
