Chapter 3: Revelations
Sophie didn't know where she was going. After that little scene she had encountered she just couldn't stay still. Every time she stopped doing something her overactive imagination took flight envisioning what her mother and her teacher were doing that very instant. So she left her room, and started walking, not knowing where she was headed but just needing to clear her head.
Initially Sophie had tried to convince herself that is was no big deal, so what if her mother was doing her lit. professor, so what is her mother had a more active sex life than herself? These however were not the questions that plagued her the most. What Sophie was dying to know was how her mother had gotten to be so friendly with Prof. Wilder.
Her mother had attended Worthington herself, but what were the chances that Wilder had been at Worthington twenty years ago? Even if he was , who's to say he and her mother would have ever known each other? With the hundreds of lecturers the probability of Wilder teaching her mother was slim, but not impossible. So even if say Joey and Wilder had been student and teacher, it didn't explain their current relationship. Sure one couldn't rule out the possibility of a teacher/student affair, but this was her mother she was talking about, Joey Potter, the woman who over analysed everything.or so Sophie thought.
Sophie had to figure this out, or it would plague her forever, or at least until she could pry the truth out of her mother, but who knew when that would happen. There was only one place she could think of, the one place that held potential answers, the library. Being very much a Nancy Drew at heart, Sophie went to investigate, starting with 2002, her mother's freshman year at Worthington.
She'd found it! Or at least a proof, linking Joey Potter and Prof. Some author called Lamar. It had been the last thing she had looked at, an obscure journal published in 2002, predominantly about Lamar, and there in black and white was a dedication, from Professor David Wilder to blah, bah, blah and..Joey Potter. This proven Joey Potter and David Wilder more than just knew each other. Her mother had made a large enough impression in her professor that she was personally thanked with regards to her work on the project. A project! That meant Joey and Wilder would have spent many hours together, perhaps alone, and late at night. Sophie could see it now, a cold winters night, howling wind outside, Joey and Wilder sheltered inside, alone, around a fire. Joey says something, probably full of sarcasm, Wilder mocks offense, playfully slaps Joey in an attempt to gain revenge for Joey's words. Joey fights back, resulting in her and Wilder in a giant playful fight. Joey and Wilder now seem to have landed on top of each other, mouths only inches apart. Wilder's eyes linger on Joey's lips, as do Joey's on Wilder's. Simultaneously, Joey and Wilder come together for an earth-shattering kiss, only stopping to come up for air, then going at it again, becoming more intense as the seconds go by. Somehow David's hands have made their way under Joey's shirt, and now draw t up above her head, tossing it carelessly aside, into the darkness....Whoa! Sophie finally snapped out of it, she knew she had an overactive imagination, but it had never gotten the better of her quite like that before. Despite that fact that it was her mother she had envisaged it was kind of romantic.
Whilst Sophie doubted very much that her imagings were anything close to actual events, she at least know how they had initially met, and become "friends". Now maybe she would be able so sleep.if only she could get that image of her mother and Wilder, half naked, out of her head.
Sophie didn't know where she was going. After that little scene she had encountered she just couldn't stay still. Every time she stopped doing something her overactive imagination took flight envisioning what her mother and her teacher were doing that very instant. So she left her room, and started walking, not knowing where she was headed but just needing to clear her head.
Initially Sophie had tried to convince herself that is was no big deal, so what if her mother was doing her lit. professor, so what is her mother had a more active sex life than herself? These however were not the questions that plagued her the most. What Sophie was dying to know was how her mother had gotten to be so friendly with Prof. Wilder.
Her mother had attended Worthington herself, but what were the chances that Wilder had been at Worthington twenty years ago? Even if he was , who's to say he and her mother would have ever known each other? With the hundreds of lecturers the probability of Wilder teaching her mother was slim, but not impossible. So even if say Joey and Wilder had been student and teacher, it didn't explain their current relationship. Sure one couldn't rule out the possibility of a teacher/student affair, but this was her mother she was talking about, Joey Potter, the woman who over analysed everything.or so Sophie thought.
Sophie had to figure this out, or it would plague her forever, or at least until she could pry the truth out of her mother, but who knew when that would happen. There was only one place she could think of, the one place that held potential answers, the library. Being very much a Nancy Drew at heart, Sophie went to investigate, starting with 2002, her mother's freshman year at Worthington.
She'd found it! Or at least a proof, linking Joey Potter and Prof. Some author called Lamar. It had been the last thing she had looked at, an obscure journal published in 2002, predominantly about Lamar, and there in black and white was a dedication, from Professor David Wilder to blah, bah, blah and..Joey Potter. This proven Joey Potter and David Wilder more than just knew each other. Her mother had made a large enough impression in her professor that she was personally thanked with regards to her work on the project. A project! That meant Joey and Wilder would have spent many hours together, perhaps alone, and late at night. Sophie could see it now, a cold winters night, howling wind outside, Joey and Wilder sheltered inside, alone, around a fire. Joey says something, probably full of sarcasm, Wilder mocks offense, playfully slaps Joey in an attempt to gain revenge for Joey's words. Joey fights back, resulting in her and Wilder in a giant playful fight. Joey and Wilder now seem to have landed on top of each other, mouths only inches apart. Wilder's eyes linger on Joey's lips, as do Joey's on Wilder's. Simultaneously, Joey and Wilder come together for an earth-shattering kiss, only stopping to come up for air, then going at it again, becoming more intense as the seconds go by. Somehow David's hands have made their way under Joey's shirt, and now draw t up above her head, tossing it carelessly aside, into the darkness....Whoa! Sophie finally snapped out of it, she knew she had an overactive imagination, but it had never gotten the better of her quite like that before. Despite that fact that it was her mother she had envisaged it was kind of romantic.
Whilst Sophie doubted very much that her imagings were anything close to actual events, she at least know how they had initially met, and become "friends". Now maybe she would be able so sleep.if only she could get that image of her mother and Wilder, half naked, out of her head.