Another year, another enrollment season.
It wasn't until the very last day to check in that Curtis finally hauled Gretchen to the front of my building.
"I saw Imogen apply to the same school as us with my own eyes. If it weren't for you, I'd have already lost her."
He let out a breath.
"Whatever happened, you were in the wrong. I've already asked around. No student named Imogen Fox has checked in yet, and today's the deadline. She'll show up. When she does, you apologize properly. She's soft-hearted. She'll forgive you, and this whole thing will be over."
Gretchen nodded, looking aggrieved.
A neighbor was passing by on her way back from the market. She glanced at Curtis, half-recognizing him.
"Young man, are you here for Imogen?"
His eyes lit up, and he was just about to ask when she continued.
"The whole family moved overseas a few days ago. Very sudden. None of us saw it coming!"
Curtis stood rooted to the spot. It was a long time before he heard his own voice.
"Moved... overseas?"
