Time seemed to pass much more slowly. I hadn't heard from Bai Long Qiang in almost three months, and although school was keeping me busy, I had already completed all the assignments due this semester.
That meant that I spent most of my time either staring at the ceiling of my dorm room or staring at the tracking device on my phone. Either way, I was going stir-crazy.
"If you want, you can always go to the cabin," said Mom out of the blue. I had taken to calling her every evening just to be able to talk to someone who wasn't in medicine.
"We have a cabin?" I asked. This was the first time I had ever heard of something like that. Since when did we have a cabin?
