By Maria Enrico
Food left in my office because she knew I don’t cook, but love to eat. A five course Venezuelan lunch for my birthday. Helping me make my online classes beautiful. Sharing our love of Nina Simone. Sneaking out for a cigarette. A knock on my classroom door and Alicia there with a cup of espresso for me. Emailing each other alerts about which detective shows to watch. And so much more.