" "I see. There is also the matter of the requisite laboratory work—the blood tests to ensure..." Father Secco interrupted, "That won't be necessa...y, son. I want no physical contact." "Sir, I'm going to have to ask that you leave a number so that I can have Ms. Harris call you back. I do not have the authority to waive policy." "Will you instead schedule an interview, and I'll call during that time slot? Friday afternoons are best for me." "Very well, sir. Friday afternoon at three. His office was only around the corner and she had fifteen minutes to get there. She paused at his door, caught her breath, and smoothed her skirt down over her hips. She continued to hold her breath and knocked on the door."Come in," came the booming voice behind the door. She slowly turned the door knob; the large ornate wooden door creaked ominously as she pushed it open. Headmaster Michael was behind the desk, dressed in a white cable knit sweater, the fall weather gave a bit of a chill to. This was her first job and while it was long hours she found that she enjoyed it and had chosen to specialise in trauma medicine, repairing victims of motor accidents and other such incidents. I, on the other hand, was from a working class family and my parents wanted my brothers and I to have a better education than was available to them so that we could realise our full potential. High school I found uninteresting, the subjects that I loved were not taught fast enough for me so I was bored,. "Nim?" Saul says in a worried tone, does he think he has been to forward with his invitation. He climbs to his feet and shambles over to Nimrod hanging his head and hiding his eyes as if ashamed. "If that is alright with you?" I said bring her home didn't I?" Nimrod says, pretending to be cranky."Can we keep her?" Saul cajoles and leans in to press a soft kiss on Nimrod's cheek."Only if you promise to help take care of her?" Nimrod huffs at Saul but he turns his face so he can capture Saul's.