Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 50
Four forty five o’clock and the Testing Center’s lights flashed.
There weren’t very many of us left. Most of the athletes had taken the ‘Placement Test’ and departed. Some of us took CLEP tests until our wrists felt like our hands were departing our arms. The Center Proctor said, “Ten minutes, please.” She sounded like a Brit Pub proprietor calling ‘Time, Gentlemen. Time.”
Alice groaned, scribbled a last few lines and handed in. I didn’t know she’d stayed.
For a girl who’s avowed interest was college age men I wasn’t expecting her to test.
Ms Proctor said, “Tyche ... will we see you tomorrow?”
“Yes, ma’am ... eight o’clock?”
“Eight ... yes. Alice, will you be here?” That got a nod.
“Anyone else?”
Several agreed.
The lights flashed again.
“I’ll see those who wish to continue at Eight.”
We were herded out.
“That was exhausting. Anyone up for a beer?” asked one statuesque blonde. She didn’t look like a nerd or geek ... but she’d kept pace with me.
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