"I need to talk to you. An hour. Maybe more. After 14:00? I think so. Thanks. I'll explain fully tomorrow."The next day, I ran through the whole notio... with my father."That's not really crazy," he said. "You realize that over the past decade, nearly 200 native title claims covering 1.3 million km2 of land — appropriately 18% of the Australian continent — have been approved. Just last year an indigenous group describing itself as the Murrawarri Republic declared independence from Australia,. The doctors pulled me off of them as soon as I told them I was worried about addiction from my own reactions. After that, I had to make do with far less impressive relief and I struggled through most of April.Dad finally came to see me about a week before I was released. He hated to fly and the roads through Colorado were too treacherous in winter to drive, but he finally managed to find a window of decent weather and drove down to see me. I’d kept everyone aware of my condition with photos and. I walked over to the English building, which was a squat concrete block on the edge of campus. The TA office was a small one tucked away in the corner of the building. There was nobody waiting outside so I knocked on the door. I didn’t hear any answer, so I knocked again. I frowned, because if Benjamin wasn’t in his office I’d have to wait until Friday when Kamal had his office hours. There was still no answer. I tapped my foot while I thought. Perhaps he was listening to music. I wasn’t. "Did you see Terrell? He was looking for you but couldn't stay."That was like a bucket of cold water. "Did he say why?" Nope."Matt really didn't sound concerned. I hadn't told him that Terrell and me were a couple, but it was common knowledge. By now he must've heard about us from someone.On the other hand, was Terrell checking up on my cheerleading partner?I tried to shrug it off. There was work to do and Terrell was a distraction.Matt stripped off his T-shirt. Talk about distractions! One.