Hector
Stella followed me with her gaze, as I returned with the tea. Green tea.
I sat down across from her and pushed the tea towards her.
"Thank you," she said and wrapped her hands around the mug.
I smiled.
She was hesitant, before she looked at me. "Well, we don't know anything about each other," she said. "I'm a teacher. High school teacher, in mathematics."
"Oh," I said. "I'm studying for my Ph.D. in microbiology and teaching a few courses."
She looked a bit taken aback.
I smiled, I couldn't help it.
"Then what do you do in your spare time?" she asked.
"I like to read myths, Greek mythology, primarily. And going to the gym with a few friends."
"Interesting," she said. "I hang out with my siblings, my best friend, and I plan on taking a college course in the fall. I, uhm, was taking my master's degree in mathematics and was in a car accident."
"What type of accident?"
"I broke my femur, fractured my pelvis, dislocated elbow and shoulder, and sprained my wrist," I said. The brain swelling was weird to talk about. "So I'd taken, like, one class when it happened, and due to the circumstances, I got my money back. All of them."
I nodded. "What do you wish to do with your master's degree?"
She smiled and sipped the tea. "I like teaching at a high school, but I'd love to take the students to advanced courses, and I'm not allowed to unless I have that master's degree."
"Of course." I said.
"Why a Ph.D.?"
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