Channing liked a wake-up dose, but she bought organically-grown beans, ground them seconds before brewing, and drank her perfectly prepared cup immediately. She was a coffee snob like her mother.
Since the surprising reaction to her haircut, she’d started questioning some of her inherited habits. She smiled down at her new blue-jeans-style leggings. A week ago, she’d have worn linen slacks and a cotton blouse. The “casual” look favored by women in her mother’s set.
Jeans and an Eddie Bauer T-shirt made a fine combo for a Sunday afternoon chat with a girlfriend. The change of dress had an effect.
Coming up the stairs to Nora’s apartment, she’d passed a magenta-haired co-ed heading down. This was probably the third time their paths had crossed. Today, for the first time, the girl had flas
