Chapter 695 "So, let's all try to understand each other a bit better, okay?"

Though Murray's face was still a mask of stiffness, the uproar had ceased. Clearly, he had taken those words to heart.

Grace let out a soft sigh of relief, but...

The whispers and pointed stares from the crowd were making her uncomfortably self-conscious.

After all, her boyfriend had just made a public spectacle over another woman. And not just any woman, but a fellow student from the same college, albeit under a different mentor. The gossip mill would have a field day with this.

Gossip, as it turns out, is a universal pastime. The size of the audience depends on the juiciness of the story.

Sybil watched the commotion over Roseanne with a derisive snort, "Ridiculous!"

All this fuss over... what?

Roseanne was still alive, wasn't she?

all

herself lost and had everyone out searching in the middle of the night like she's some kind of royalty. Like we all owe her something?" Mamie shot back, "How can you even talk like that? She's one of us. If you're not going to help, fine, but there's

We didn't ask for your help. But since Mr. Slater here is so aggrieved, perhaps he should just go home and get some sleep. We're not insisting you lend a

on his heel. "You think I want to stand out here

The crowd gradually dispersed.

it wasn't their circus, not their monkeys. Plus, with nothing left to see, sticking around

Murray, Grace, a few staff members, Scales, Mamie, and three of the supervising teachers remained

began

rain fell softly, adding to the

seeped through the cracks of the wooden

tighter around her, walked to the window and peered out

lay an impenetrable darkness,

you have

in the morning, as the rain eased and the temperature dropped sharply Owen Reynolds remarked, "Must be

be a tropical zone, where temperatures shouldn't

in an area simulating a tropical

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