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CHAPTER 2 Kennedy loved her literature courses because all that reading gave her a perfect and acceptable reason to procrastinate from math and science for a while. After she got back to campus, she hurried through a round of calculus problems to prepare for a test next Tuesday, then she took her already worn copy of Crime and Punishment and headed to the student union. Since it was a Friday evening, the cafeteria was pretty empty, but Kennedy wouldn’t regret spending some time alone. She picked at her vegetarian pasta while she read Dostoevsky’s scene about a crazed murderer giving alms to a drunkard’s destitute family. So far, she was enjoying her Russian literature class even more than she thought she would. There was something about the way the writers described the world, something