Ophelia's POV

The minute class concluded, Cricket, Lilac, and Ophelia hurried from the gym. They wanted to get ahead of the crowd of women dispersing across campus.

They stood in the foyer of Frasier Hall watching women mull about.

"She seems kind of odd," Cricket suggested, pointing to a woman with her hair in long, black braids.

"I think she's just like that," Lilac murmured, trying to redirect Cricket's attention.

Sally Pullam was definitely kind of just a ...