I was a man of astounding perception, yet the past week was nothing more than a blur- a smog circling like a swarm of bees. I was not supposed to add the word "feeling" into the dictionary of my life, yet that moment in the office was an apparent change of rules.
I was ashamed of putting Miss Veronica on some podium like she was some highly respected goddess. I was even more ashamed of my lack of indifference regarding the courses. She was plastered in my thoughts like a shroud to a corpse-sticking vehemently to the palace of my mind, a dodgy misdemeanor I had to conquer.
Unfortunately for my sanity, her storming into the office while I was speaking to Luke one day made my reasoning crumble to the floor.
"How dare you, bugger? How dare you deprive her of the mourning process?"
