Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"You handle it," Flora said lazily.

Jules practically beamed. "Alright, alright, I'll take care of it."

Flora nodded. "If there's nothing else, I'll head back."

"Go on, go on," Jules replied cheerfully.

By the time Flora reached the cafeteria, Eilies and Cynthia had already gotten her meal ready.

Cynthia's curiosity got the better of her. "Flora, what did Dr. Jules want to talk about?"

"He wants me in the lab."

There was a loud clatter as the piece of fried chicken Cynthia had just picked up tumbled back onto her plate.

"You... what...?" Cynthia stammered.

medical lab?!" A voice from above

Flora didn't recognize her, and the girl's intense gaze made

really say

girl's expression grew more desperate,

Flora said, putting down her fork and knitting her brows in

need to be rude! Libby was just curious!" Cynthia chimed in, her voice tinged

like Libby was conducting an interrogation," Cynthia

medical department. All the teachers praised her, and Mr. Trevor had

join the lab in five years, so she had been working tirelessly since the start of her studies, earning

began, how many classes had Flora actually attended? And she was just a freshman. Why would she be allowed into the

clear to anyone nearby. Libby's

don't bother with her; she's probably just

the hundred-year history of the University of Maple Grove,

are the best in the medical department. If Dr. Jules

to whisper these things once

indeed strange, suggesting a very close relationship