She leaned wearily against the table in front of the college class, one arm on the podium where her lecture outline dozed, the attendance sheet a thin blanket over her notes. The room settled, notebooks snapped open, and pens rested easily in young hands, skateboards flipped and stashed under desk chairs, backpacks collapsed on the floor.
Eight a.m. classes were the worst; she’d never been a morning person.
Her stumbling drone was interrupted by a young woman’s concerned comment, “Professor Husebye, can I get you a cup of coffee?”
“No, thanks, sorry, just having a hard time expressing myself this morning, didn’t sleep last night.” She dragged up a laugh and stood up from the table, and started the familiar foxtrot of pacing the room, scrawling on the chalkboard, and asking question after question.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2022)
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