*April 2, 1848 - Sunday*Katrina has a sprained ankle. I decided it is best to soak in warm epsom saltwater. It looks as if she will be our drover for ...he next few days. Passed some time near New Santa Fe.*April 3, 1848 - Monday*Made our way past Lone Elm late today. Trail could be better, but Katrina is learning her new role as a drover.*April 5, 1848 - Wednesday*Made an early start this morning; passed Blue Mound. Katrina now has a bad cold. We're going to increase her fluid intake and I'm. Is he still taking you to the wedding?” “He is. Its next weekend. Want to go dress shopping with me tomorrow?” “Duh! Who else is going to go with you?” “Good, I’ll swing by and pick you up at noon.” That was the last chance we really had to chat, the evening was jammed packed. My shift went by in a flash. I drag myself home. I am dead tired and am in need of sleep, but before I can I sent Mr. Hottie a text knowing he is still in work. Hello Mr. Hottie, I know you’re working, but I. As he passed her Jack could smell her perfume and he felt his anticipation of what was to come start to grow.Inside Jack saw the same paper covered exam table as before. Alongside one wall was a narrow desk with an armless office chair next to it."Please undress and have a seat on the table. I'll just be a minute." Mei instructed as she sat down in the office chair. She puttered around for a few minutes at her desk while Jack removed his clothes. He sat down on the exam table, the paper making. I knew what she had said was coming true. My world, as I knew it, was ending. It was a lonely semester. Classmates only talked to me when they had to for group projects. I asked one of them, Jill, who I knew only slightly, if this was because of Evan. She said, ‘Erica, you really fucked this one up. Evan is highly thought of on this campus. You know that he tutors other students who need help?’ I nodded yes. ‘Well, almost everyone in our class has needed his help, or knows someone who needed.