After giving his instructions, Latham headed out.
Dorothea hadn’t slept well at all. She kept waking up in the middle of the night to check on Mamie. Now, she stretched, thinking she’d finally go back to her room and catch a nap, when her phone started ringing. It was Mr. Jared.
“Dorothea, it’s Jared. Are you taking a break right now?”
At the reunion, Dorothea had shared her new number with him.
“Hi, Mr. Jared. Not yet. I just finished lunch. Is there something you need?”
Jared let out a soft laugh. “No, nothing urgent. I just wanted to check in. Some people at the reunion might have said things that weren’t so nice. I hope you didn’t take any of that to heart.”
“I’m actually relieved,” he continued. “I used to worry about you, but now, seeing how well you’re doing, I’m genuinely happy for you.”
Dorothea couldn’t help but smile. “Thank you, Mr. Jared. Back then, you really took care of us. Whether it was schoolwork or life stuff, you always had our backs. I appreciate it, really.”
“As for the mean comments, I don’t care anymore. Maybe I used to. I’d lie awake at night, thinking about every little thing people said behind my back. But I’ve grown up.”
“That’s good to hear,” Jared said, a note of relief in his voice. “If you don’t care, no one can hurt you.”
“Yeah. And... I’m getting married. The hotel is actually my dad’s. My uncle used to run it, but I just took over a few months ago. The wedding’s at the end of next month. And my fiancé is someone you know too—one of your old students.”
“Really? Who is it?” Jared sounded genuinely surprised.
“Latham. Do you remember him?”

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