Walk and work, I mean. She wouldn’t do either if she didn’t need to, right? Wait, she has two jobs? Instead of doing any of the things I was about to, I step farther into the shadows, follow at a distance from my side of the road and once she’s safe and crossing campus grounds, the security guard rolling along in his golfcart at her side, I head home. I don’t know why, but I do the same exact thing the very next day.
