When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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“I don’t think this year is possible.” Miranda did the math once summer break ended, September would mark the start of her second year in graduate school. She would soon have a busy schedule.

On the other hand, Paul had classes to teach, a lab to manage, and plenty of academic responsibilities. It sounded like he was going to be busy too.

Madison said, “Since Dr. Jefferson has suspended his classes, you can take off whenever you want–Thanksgiving, Independence Day, and other long weekends. Plus, Echo Bay isn’t that far.”

“Wait… What do you mean he has suspended his classes?” Miranda asked.

Madison sounded surprised. “You didn’t know?”

Miranda blinked and was caught off guard. What was Madison talking about?

There was a brief silence on the other end before Madison spoke again. “I’m going to hang up now. I’ll send you the links later.”

“…Okay.”

Madison sent two links over. One was an announcement on Bedford College’s website, and the other was a trending thread on the campus forum.

first link, then the second. Her expression grew more solemn with every passing

evening had settled in as the sky was painted with hues of

with two gift bags and smiled from ear to

finished work already?” Thaddeus Marlowe asked. “You’re off

Marlowe,” Paul greeted with

your research project won another

but it’s a team

Haddock told me you decided to suspend your classes. Is it because of too much pressure or

and gave a vague

get it, Paul. You’re probably more passionate about research than teaching, and you’re better at

research go hand in hand. What keeps the relationship between us and the college strong?

doubt about that. But your academic career needs that institutional backing. Trust me, you don’t want to get on the wrong side of the

and Paul couldn’t ignore good advice. He smiled and

shook his head as he left. He couldn’t convince Paul, but he

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could be

on the conversation. He quickly headed upstairs and checked his watch as he went. Instead of knocking on Miranda’s door immediately, he went

wear–a button–down shirt and dress pants.