He handed the guitar back to the professor, collected the contract and the notes, and smiled with a nod at the two women, who gave him sympathetic looks.
As he stepped out into the hall, he heard raised voices again. Now it was the wife and the daughter arguing with the man. Gary was grateful he didn't know how to speak Japanese.
He walked down to the cafeteria and found his study group, minus Jasmine, recuperating at home. She'd be writing a makeup exam in a few days. Brock was actually smiling, so he felt more confident than he was for their previous exams.
Li turned her head, and her smile dropped as she read his expression. "What happened?" she asked.
Gary shrugged. "It's a bad contract. I was told not to sign it. The guy who gave it to me is a bossy jerk, so renegotiating is very
