Mark took his hands out of his back pockets and squared his shoulders.

“I’ve got an eight o’clock class Monday morning,” Mark said.

“Then you’d better be in your seat,” I said.

“I’m not paying tuition for you to skip lectures over this.”

Lily reached into her apron pocket and took out the little silver locket she had kept hidden for years.

She looked down at the tarnished silver case in her palm for three seconds.

“Is it okay if I leave this downstairs?” Lily asked.