The return flight caused less heartache.
Once landed Elisabeth took a taxi to the apartment to change into something Honey would have described as more the part, a deep daffodil dress and jacket and tan high-heels, barely spending the time to check that it all hung straight before heading back out the door. The walk to the office produced a sheen that dictated a detour to the ladies for a quick rinse, Elisabeth holding the paper towels under the cold water tap then transferring them to her cheeks. As she wiped down her arms she faced herself in the mirror. Honey was right. She did look about to burst into tears. Standing tall she pulled herself up from the pelvis, straightening her back and squaring her shoulders. That helped. Honey's perception was based on long and close association. No
