Paloma stared around her. Not many people had arrived at the Great Hall. Maybe it was sad...like it was for her, and sort of a relief, too? Because no more biliary gland crazyness at the thought of seeing Justine for another year...

...but oh wait. She was going to spend two weeks of her summer with her, at now their apartment. GAH. Paloma still had to talk to her mother about the decisions she made without even consulting her. She sat down, took her notebook, hoping she would be able to organize herself, to check who she was going to congratulate for their graduation and send presents to.