Chapter 21: KerstinThe sound of dice hitting the table floated up the stairs, followed by laughter when someone’s dice rolled off and landed on the floor. “Your room or mine?” She playfully nudged Sara, who hadn’t seemed to notice that they were still standing in the hallway. “Let’s go to yours. I really want to get to know you better.”
“I…uh…I’m not sure…I mean, I’ve been away at school for a long time, but my parents didn’t need the space, so my mother, well, that is, it hasn’t been changed much for years, so it will probably seem a little childish to you, you being a mature woman with a grown child and all…” Sara made no move toward her doorway.
“Can we cut the ‘mature woman with child’ crap, please? I’m me, Kerstin, end of story. Now don’t be a spoilsport, and show me what childhood
