Prof Franklin
The warm summer breeze ruffled Renee’s hair and the faint sounds of music came from the ballroom as she stood on the balcony overlooking the lake. She was so close to graduation, but she had no idea what she wanted to do after college, perhaps she would go back to get a doctorate. "Bored?" The voice startled her and she whirled to see who was finishing her thoughts. Prof. Franklin stood quite near, all 6'1" of him - - his blue eyes wrinkling into his smile. He was holding out a glass of...