"If anybody does have the answers, they aren't sharing with the class." Harleen tucked her hair back and folded a napkin around a stale cookie. She regarded the new guy with a dry smile, remembering being in his shoes just a month before. It felt like so much longer. Maybe that was part of getting memories from another life, that time felt doubled up somehow.

"I know what you mean, though. The only way I know I'm not dreaming is that I haven't really slept for the last month."