Prompt 4: Blank
Follows Going Home.
Walk Away
He finds Rowena in the tall grass at the edge of the forest. She's pulled off her hat and long strings of her hair have fallen out from its bun. He advances on her.
"Pull your hair back," he hisses, "the students might see."
She doesn't even seem to see him for a moment, then focuses and smiles a small smile. "You worry too much, Salazar. The students are doing their examinations."
"They would be, yes, if you hadn't sent them to go pack their bags!"
She frowns and then begins to pull her wayward locks back. "I have only told one student to go pack their bags, Salazar, and I'm sure he's not in the ability to see us from his dormitory."
"Rowena, don't you think you should have told us about this decision to… whatever it is you're planning with Shevick?" He's angry with her, can't stand that she's almost taller than he is and that he can see her say it : I'm taking you with me – with her face relaxed, no smile but a warmth in her eyes and with all of her faraway charm that still shines through the blackness of her heavy professor's robe. He can't stand that little Shevick knows that he didn't know.
She draws herself up to her full height; they're almost eye to eye now. "I did tell you, Salazar. He's a boy without parents and with extraordinary talents. I told you that I was taking him with me yesterday. I don't think the fact that you'd rather be writing your book every single second of every single day should be held against me. You don't listen."
I do, he thinks, but he can't say it. He just stares at her blankly, at her and her way of walking away.