Ninja At First Sight (Knitting in the City, #4.75)

by Penny Reid

“You’ll die here, Fiona. At a state school!” my mother sobbed. I tried not to roll my eyes. I didn’t know which she felt was worse: the fact that my brain tumor might reoccur or that I was going to a state university (in Iowa) rather than to Vassar.

I could hear their bickering for the first few seconds as the elevator descended. I sighed, and it felt like the first real breath I’d ever taken.