Roseanne caught Hertha's underlying skepticism with a small, knowing smile but didn't bother to argue.

Hertha leaned in with curiosity. "Weren't you an undergrad at Kingswell University? Planning to stick with them for grad school?"

"Yep, Kingswell again."

"Research or professional track?"

"Research."

"And the field?"

"Biomedical Sciences."

Hertha raised an eyebrow, surprised. "That's my field, too. Got your eye on any mentors?"

Roseanne nodded. "Yeah. Ms. Payne."

"Madeleine Payne?"

"Right."

Hertha's expression twisted with doubt. "You don't think doing a bit of housework will make her more inclined to take you on, do you?" Oops! Roseanne hesitated. "That

Madeleine is a titan in her field, known for her rigor. Plus, she's been focusing more

carefully. "I'm also applying to be her grad student. It might sound like I have an ulterior motive, but

piece, Hertha

nodded, then

was bewildered.

5 p.m. subway, Roseanne welcomed the blast of warm air her fingers gradually thawing. Her phone buzzed in her bag. Removing her

voice was as comforting and optimistic as ever, devoid

did what I could,"

I never doubted you with your track record. Just make sure you

"I'm

now. I heard your

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