Chapter 4
Time did not fly. I never even got to turn a page. I did compile a truly impressive list of questions, and the growing sense I should probably set this book aside and devote myself to learning Latin first, and probably also Greek.
When Mr. Trevor stepped up behind me to ask me if I was hungry for lunch, I had never been so happy to see anyone in my life.
Sophie and Brianna were both already in the kitchen, Brianna with a book open in front of her as she sipped at a mug of tomato soup and munched on a cheese sandwich.
"How was studying?" Sophie asked as I set my journal down and helped myself to one of the pile of sandwiches.
"I'm not sure that's what I would call what I was doing," I admitted.
"You have questions?" Brianna asked, shutting her own book a bit wistfully and di
