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herself to think about the section she was slated to TA later today, the

fellowship application she’d promised Dr. Aslan she’d send by tomorrow,
the fact that Anh’s sister would be in town next weekend and had made
plans to cook Vietnamese food for everyone.

A chilly wind weaved through the leaves of the campus trees, pushing
Olive’s sweater against her body. She hugged herself and didn’t look back

to the café. Fall had finally begun.