Sara parked outside the old recreation hall in Rio Vista. It used to sit on the outskirts, but the town had spread around it. She looked about and sighed heavily.
“Don"t worry,” Daphine said. “You"ll find enough old friends.”
“It"s not that. I was thinking about this dream I keep having.”
“You were holding your breath.”
“Maybe so.” Sara sighed again. She had long ago meant to discuss the dream with Daphine because she trusted her judgment. The dream was beginning to scare her, but now was not the time to reveal it. She looked at herself in a mirror on the sun visor. “It"s been years. Do I have a lot of wrinkles?”
“Lighten up,” Daphine said, jumping out. “Let"s go.”
Sara recognized only half of her classmates and smiled politely, reminding herself not to expect that people would rush
