“Perhaps not.” Sisse replied although she wasn’t quite sure what Mr. Price was talking about. “But maybe try with this last assignment. You could try to do these flowers to.” She gestured at the small plot of flowers she had been fixated on when he had arrived.

Determination or sheer stubbornness, Sisse wasn’t sure what drove her brother, but she did know that her parents weren’t fond of the idea of his chosen career path. They wanted him to do something to settle down. Not that she could tell this to someone who was all but a perfect stranger. Instead she smiled and allowed the conversation to trail off on the matter.

“There’s still a month left of this year. And besides, I believe Mr. Blackwall had studied textbooks at least a year ahead of us. And finals are approaching.” She was nothing if not helpful and hopeful to have a new person join their little study group. Afterall she’d been the only one to attend them since Mr. Blackwall had first tried to put the group together.