Grace opened the door. She dropped her bag on the floor. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” A large mahogany desk and black leather chair sat in the center of an enormous room, lined with light oak bookshelves. A private bathroom sat to the right of the room and to the left was a closet to store her things. Three large area rugs covered the stone floor, warming the environment further. “It’s so beautiful.” “I’m glad you like it. The desktop computer is connected to your laptop and cellphone. All the files will sync up, Xander’s bright idea, of course. He wanted things to be as easy for you as possible. He will be here in a few minutes to walk you through the student files.” Grace put her arm around her shoulder and gave her a squeeze. “Make yourself at home.” * * * * The month had flown by. Students had arrived early to get settled and obtain their schedules. Xander had made her job extremely easy, though with such a large student body, it was time consuming.
