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232 SNOWBOUND
Scammell had arrived at Willamette Prep as a new vice
principal the previous fall after having taught math in the
public schools. Around her age, he’d been friendly from
the start, and she’d reciprocated. She offered insight into
the different culture in a high-end private school, while
he was available to talk about kids who worried her.
He’d wandered by her classroom during her
grading/lunch period that day, as he often did, and sat
on a front row desk chatting while she ate the sandwich
and sliced apple she’d packed.
She was starting to think that the students would be
returning soon when he said, “I keep worrying about
things like sexual harassment, so I want you to know
that if you say no, I’ll listen.”
Huh? Fiona blinked in bewilderment.
“I wondered if you’d consider having dinner with
me sometime.”
Now she understood. No wonder he worried about
how she would take the invitation. They weren’t just
colleagues; he was technically her superior in the
school hierarchy.
Have dinner with him?
Fiona hadn’t thought of him as a potential date, but
now that she considered it, she wasn’t sure why. He was
handsome—in the way of a high school football player
all grown up. A little beefy still, neck thick enough that
buying shirts had to be a challenge, but he was also
smart, entertaining and nice. She’d never felt any
spark, but…
Rebellion stirred. She had to start somewhere, didn’t
she? What were the odds she’d ever hear from John