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Holy
crap
…
why
has
Ray
picked
today
to
be
observant
?
“
No
,
Dad
.
It
’
s
a
big
day
.
”
And
I
’
m
going
to
see
him
.
“
Yeah
,
my
baby
girl
has
gotten
a
degree
.
I
’
m
proud
of
you
,
Annie
.
”
“
Aw
…
thanks
,
Dad
.
”
Oh
,
I
love
this
man
.
The
gym
is
crowded
.
Ray
has
gone
to
sit
with
the
other
parents
and
well
-
wishers
in
the
tiered
seating
,
while
I
make
my
way
to
my
seat
.
I
’
m
wearing
my
black
gown
and
my
cap
,
and
I
feel
protected
by
them
,
anonymous
.
There
is
no
one
on
the
stage
yet
,
but
I
can
’
t
seem
to
steady
my
nerves
.
My
heart
is
pounding
,
and
my
breathing
is
shallow
.
He
’
s
here
,
somewhere
.
I
wonder
if
Kate
is
talking
to
him
,
interrogating
him
maybe
.
I
make
my
way
to
my
seat
amongst
fellow
students
whose
surnames
also
begin
with
S
.
I
am
in
the
second
row
,
affording
me
yet
more
anonymity
.
I
glance
behind
me
and
spot
Ray
high
up
in
the
bleachers
.
I
give
him
a
wave
.
He
self
-
consciously
gives
me
a
half
-
wave
,
half
-
salute
back
.
I
sit
and
wait
.
The
auditorium
fills
quickly
,
and
the
buzz
of
excited
voices
gets
louder
and
louder
.
The
row
of
seats
in
front
fills
.
On
either
side
of
me
,
I
am
joined
by
two
girls
whom
I
don
’
t
know
from
a
different
department
.
They
’
re
obviously
close
friends
and
talk
across
me
excitedly
.
At
eleven
precisely
,
the
chancellor
appears
from
behind
the
stage
,
followed
by
the
three
vice
chancellors
and
then
the
senior
professors
,
all
decked
out
in
their
black
and
red
regalia
.
We
stand
and
applaud
our
teaching
staff
.
Some
professors
nod
and
wave
,
others
look
bored
.
Professor
Collins
,
my
tutor
and
my
favorite
teacher
,
looks
like
he
’
s
just
fallen
out
of
bed
,
as
usual
.
Last
on
to
the
stage
are
Kate
and
Christian
.
Christian
stands
out
in
his
bespoke
gray
suit
,
copper
highlights
glinting
in
his
hair
under
the
auditorium
lights
.
He
looks
so
serious
and
self
-
contained
.
As
he
sits
,
he
undoes
his
single
-
breasted
jacket
,
and
I
glimpse
his
tie
.
Holy
shit
…
that
tie
!
I
rub
my
wrists
reflexively
.
I
cannot
take
my
eyes
off
him
.
He
’
s
wearing
that
tie
,
on
purpose
no
doubt
.
My
mouth
presses
into
a
hard
line
.
The
audience
sits
down
and
the
applause
ceases
.
“
Look
at
him
!
”
one
of
the
girls
beside
me
hisses
enthusiastically
to
her
friend
.
“
He
’
s
hot
.
”
