This choice: Dr Fukuda Hinamizawa, here to make sure Carrie is settling in. • Go Back... Standing in the doorway was her vice principal—Dr. Fukuda Hinamizawa.
Dr. Hinamizawa probably didn’t remember her, but Carrie had actually interviewed with her last year. They hadn’t seen much of each other since, but she would never forget the pressure that she felt sitting across from such an accomplished, distinguished… downright intimidating woman! She was a much harder interview than the headmistress. And while Carrie hadn’t exactly been avoiding her she hadn’t really been seeking out her company either…
“Hello—I am Dr. Hinamizawa, looking for…” the small Asian woman said politely, her eyes flicking to the clipboard she held in her hand, “Carrie Porter?”
“Well, you’ve found her.” Carrie joked awkwardly, “Is… everything alright? I don’t think I asked to have anything delivered…”
“Of course it is—would you mind if I came in?” Dr. Hinamizawa’s deep brown eyes flicked upwards, into the doorway “This won’t take very long.”
***
Carrie never would have thought that she could have been made to feel like a stranger sitting across from her very own coffee table.
The cabins that the teachers were provided were surprisingly spacious. She had her own office, a living area, bathroom, and bedroom with a full kitchen suite. Even with her considerable size, Carrie never felt particularly cramped or like she couldn’t move around.
However, somehow having Dr. Hinamizawa in the cabin with her made her humble abode seem that much smaller. Which didn’t make much sense, considering some of the rather large women that Carrie had entertained since her employment here began. Perhaps it was her intimidating personality? Dr. Hinamizawa didn’t seem to pose any outward threat, but somehow Carrie could never bring herself to relax in front of her vice principal.
“Thank you for the coffee—you really didn’t have to.”
The good doctor accepted the small yellow mug graciously. She took a sip, and placed it on the table in front of her.
“It’s my pleasure!” Carrie answered a little too eagerly, “I mean, it’s not every day I get surprise company!”
Carrie laughed awkwardly, making her cheeks ripple and her tummy quake. Hopefully it wasn’t too obvious as to just how unaccustomed to company she was. The large woman lowered herself down in the sofa opposite her guest; the reinforced furniture barely making a squeak as she settled her supple form on the off white cushions of her couch.
“So what brings you by today?” Carrie asked, taking a drink of her own (sugary, milky, honeyed) coffee in an effort to calm her nerves
“Are you to say that I cannot visit a fellow coworker?” Dr. Hinamizawa teased
“What? N-No, I just—”
“Relax, Carrie Porter.” The vice principal shifted in her seat, her thick frame brushing against her blouse, “I am only joking. My visit is not without merit, however. There is a matter of pressing importance that we need to discuss…”
Carrie swallowed another mouthful of coffee. Please be good news, she plead to herself, please be good news…  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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