“Hey, Dr. Daniel!” came a familiar voice. “You—”
Jamie had run up to the doorway, and stopped short when she spotted Mel.
“Oh. Sorry.”
She was all dressed up again, at least from his perspective, in a purple tunic with ruffles around the bottom and brightly striped leggings worn with boots. Her hair was held out of her face with a headband, and she had a brightly colored pack over one shoulder. But what struck Daniel was the odd way she was looking at Mel.
Daniel rose to his feet. “Hey, Jamie. This is Mel Noblett, a friend of mine. Mel, this is Jamie Lynn Campbell, who I’ve told you about. Mel’s a well-known environmental writer, Jamie.”
Mel was already up out of her chair, walking toward Jamie with her hand extended. “I’m so thrilled to meet you, Miss Campbell. Dr. Woodruff talks abo
