5 One in the Hand Is Worth Chapter 3
The Morrill dining hall was pretty big. Coupled with a general student-body preference for early dinners, it meant I could claim a sizable round table off to one side as my own. Before I left it to go through the cafeteria line, I spread out stuff from my chemistry class to work on, in case Kendall didn't appear. Pre-med students can't afford to waste a lot of hours not studying. I didn't have much hope she would show up after my spasmodic dinner offer. It wouldn't take a wild assed...