Part two

Five years later.

“I heard you might get lecturer of the year with the pace you’re heading.” Daniel Spear spoke, falling in line with me as I made my way from the lecture hall and towards my office, which was on the left side of the staff room.

I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks heated at his bold proclamation. “I’m just doing my job, Mr Spears,” I answered.

“You’re doing more than your job. The students love your class, and you have held record-breaking attendance at the university ever since you came. Let’s not forget that you broke a record for being the youngest professor this institution...