ah'
s. We had been divided into two groups, and I was the leader of Group One, the first
onto the stage. I brought it out to see scr
hone back into my pocket, forcing my heartbeat to steady. When I stepped onto the stage, a wave of appla
ce carried across the packed auditorium, steady and assured. A sea of final-year students and
as I clicked to my next slide: an image of the Watergate building alongside a quote from Ca
al outlets and nonprofit watchdogs, observed me with interest. His fingers ta
arefully curated examples. "My thesis is that investigative journalism is
end since freshman year had endured countless late-night practice sessions
reading "Questions?" the room erupted in applause. Not the polite, obliga
emen," he said when the clapping subsided, " This is how you deliver a thesis prese
notes. Students filed out after the second group were done with the
ns called, approaching m
rse, Pr
is tweed jacket. "That was exceptional work. One of the
Sir, that
with a direct gaze. "I've been watching your progress since your first semeste
pond to such praise. "I just try t
The Times is opening applications for a prestigious internship opportunity, their summer program next month and on
rs' admiration. The Times internship was one of the legendary fast tracks to a
e softening his usually stern features, "but I'd be disappointed if I d
d, my mind already racing with poss
nish strong this final semester. Your final grad
e. "What was that about? Professor Martins actually s
in my excitement. "He wants me to app
ing glances from students settling back into their sea
ringing phone but before I could pick it, it hung up. The sc
?" Tara asked, noti
my bag. "It's my father, he probably wa
ur sent a wave of unease through me. My father understood bou
er the next class,
uldn't
ssor said faded under the hum of my anxious thoughts. By the time cl
ing sunlight, phone clutched t
I've got to run to my shift a
tly. "Sure. Ha
ing oak tree and finally pressed call. It rang on
Simon Rick. Le
s, and now he wasn't answering? Typical for all his lectures about respon
apped out in color-coded blocks: study session for tomorrow's class, shift
in my bag, it was not a c
n the screen. Instead, it was
, and sent a chill down my spi
, Sarah. I