She stepped inside her room and flopped down on the king…size bed to listen； her eyes darting
around the room as she did so； taking it all in。 It was small and shabby…chic； erring on the shabby
side； the gold accents on the curtains and bedspread and the Regency blue？patterned wallpaper the
only attempts at grandeur。 It wasn？t exactly the Plaza； but therewas a hot English lord living next
door。
Yes； yes？everything wasmore than all right。
what boarding schoolers do when they？re bored
It was already five in the afternoon by the time Jenny and her father arrived at the Croton School；
in Croton Falls； New York。 Rufus？s weekly wine and beat poetry night with his weirdo anarchist
poet cronies was starting in an hour at a speakeasy in Greenwich Village； and he was getting antsy。
Croton was only an hour and a half from the city by train； and Jenny was anxious to ditch him；
anyway； so she offered to take the train home。
？Don？t get off at 125th Street；？ Rufus advised； even though the stop was closest to their
apartment。 He handed Jenny three twenty…dollar bills。 ？Go all t