Chapter 200 The Mask
- Epilogue
- The sounds of plates clinking together, and the low hum of chit-chat, merged into the background as I listened to Fiona describe her latest assignment. She was stuck in a geography class that she needed for distribution, and it was driving her nuts. Her professor was a mean, curmudgeonly old man, and a notoriously difficult marker.
- “He gave me a C–. A C–! That was not a C worthy paper.”