Mimi glanced down at her wristwatch and her mouth fell slack. My Lord it was almost ten-thirty in the morning and she had to drive into campus for an eleven thirty exam! Quickly, she patted Lancer on the head and darted for the main house to grab the car keys and sped on into Davis.
Life had changed since that afternoon with Lancer, Carrie and Ed. Changed drastically, and all for the better! Her money problems had ironed out now that she was living out at Bartholomew's Kennels and not having to pay room and board in a crowded, woman-dominated dormitory where you had to keep hours or face a firing squad of interrogators because you happened to feel like 'having a good time' one night. That left tuition as her only expense and Ed, generously enough, was taking care of that responsibility in exchange for a few 'favors' as he chose to call those long evenings of lovemaking.
Her life was under control at last. Her grades were edging up there towards a dazzling four point again, despite Horse-Face Osborn's prejudice toward her.
Life had a way of evening itself out. For every positive there was a negative, and Mimi Spender was feeling very good these days about that knowledge.