Theresa_Oliver

I died... or I nearly died... I think. 

Now, I'm traveling to realms I never knew existed.

The purpose? To learn empathy for others, and how to become  a better person, all due to a crazy wish I made on New Year's Eve. 

Now, I'm bouncing from realm to realm at the hands of my hot mentor, who told me I can't fall in love with him. What a thing to say.

I have one year to learn the lessons of twelve virtues in twelve months... if I want my wish to come true... and if I don't want to die.

As the old saying goes, be careful what you wish for. 

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My Crazy New Year's Wish

"Now, try not to worry about Professor Johnson today," Stellan said, walking beside me as we headed down the hallway toward my lecture hall.

I nodded. "Stellan, I was thinking and I'm going to talk to his father, Kent. I think that he may be a bit more prone to listen to reason. That way, Renn won't have to hear about him not being his biological father from me." I sighed as I approached the door. "If it were my child, I'd want to be the one to tell him."

Stellan bit his lower lip as he followed me into the lecture hall. "I'm not sure that's a good idea. How are you going to explain that you know? We don't want Leila to end up being put away in a mental ward because of it."

I looked around the lecture hall as I set my briefcase on the table. Students were filing in, so I answered in my mind, "Well, I'll think about it and see how everything goes."

"You wh*re!" a woman's voice bellowed inside the lecture hall from the door.

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