Hope O'Shea (hopehasit) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-07-30 09:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | cissy, hope, jonah |
Saturday - 12/15/07
Who: Hope and Jonah
When: Saturday Afternoon
Where: The infirmary
What: Jonah has questions and Hope has answers.
She was a mess. She had known that she would be, but she didn't think that it was going to be quite so bad. And here it was, finals week, the last week before the holiday, and not only did she have her trip to worry about and finals to worry about but she had to find a place to live, which was no easy feat, get moved again, and pull herself together. It wasn't going to be easy. But she could do it. And she would do it. She didn't really have a choice in the matter.
Hope had been grateful for the phone call from Cissy, grateful to have something to do. She was to go the infirmary and one of the potential fathers was to meet her there. She had no idea who he was as Cissy didn't say, but he would find her, Cissy was going to call him, and she was to test his blood against the sample she'd taken from Miss Vallario and call her once she had some results. Great. Wonderful. She was glad to have something to focus on and glad that the girl had decided to talk to whoever this man was rather than asking Hope to take a sample under false pretenses.
While she was waiting, she was browsing the internet to look for a place to live. She was thinking that perhaps she should simply buy a house, but she wasn't sure if this was where she wanted to live for the rest of her life or not. She sighed, finding absolutely nothing that struck her fancy, and then looked up, hearing footsteps outside of her office door. A brow arched slightly and she couldn't hide the look of shock that took over her face. "Professor McIntyre..." Cissy could have at least warned her that he was a member of the staff.