“I almost tumbled right off the cliff; it was so scary! Ommmm,” Bessie whispers in her lotus position on her mat across from Ash, facing her in Girls’ Dorm.
Ommmm“I wish I could remember my dreams, ommmm,” Ash hisses back. “All I dream about now is Miguelito.” She swoons. “Ommmm …”
ommmmOmmmm …Angel Rosmin, the new yoga instructor, stops by their mats to say, “You two are concentrating on your meditations, I trust?” Her voice is as soft as a tissue. “They’re very healing for restless souls, are you aware of that?” She smiles kindly before she moves on.
“That new teacher looks like a movie star who forgot her makeup. So,” Ash whispers. “What’s your plan?”
“Haven’t got one,” Bessie replies. “All I know is the next flight arrives in twenty-five minutes.”
Ash’s eyes start to twinkle. She
