I immediately knew why only the guys had bothered to look back when I came in the door. 20th century not covered enough in school, Civil War been done to death, new approach. My face burning, I knew I must be bright red. I'd stopped myself just in time. Take down notes.
Nobody really knows.
I was immediately by his side, a-quiver with anticipation. It would really mean a lot to me. He placed his hand gently upon my upper arm. He was still talking, not looking at me with horror and disgust, so I must have only thought it. My heart stopped.