Jack was still feeling glum as a result of his unpleasant train of thought. Much as he tried to think of happier things, his mind wouldn’t cooperate. He now dreaded the week’s end, at least in part. He wasn’t in fear of leaving his current room behind at all.
Wednesday morning. The midpoint of the week. It was, in a sense, all down hill from there; Saturday would be the last day for everything, and Sunday morning they went home. Sunday… a day of joy, probably. But, that would still leave a whole week of break. Jack brightened some; lazy days playing computer games, spending time with family, Christmas. Would he be able to spend any time with Chastity during that week? Probably not, but that would be forgivable; family takes precedence over holidays. When they went back to school, that would be the telling factor of how things lay.

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