Kerstin was already waiting outside her hotel when Sara pulled up, even though she was a few minutes early. That was refreshing. Sara tended to be prompt and had spent the better part of her life waiting for people. Such a lack of consideration some people showed, as though her time was of no consequence. It would have been particularly frustrating today, when she was scheduled to meet her mentor at Sea World.
“Good morning.” Kerstin flung her backpack onto the backseat. She was again dressed all in black down to her sneakers except for her scarf. It had bold geometrical patterns and equally bold colors. Interesting effect. Sara’s teal shirt and grey pants appeared bland by comparison. Kerstin certainly didn’t look like a forty-year-old woman with a grown son. It was probably her modern h
