What Katie Did
“Darling, your ride is here,” Katie’s mom trilled. “Should I call for Carlos to help with the luggage?”
“I’m on it, Mother,” Katie volleyed back in a light tone, calibrated to match her mom’s. “Be right down.” She had only to force her bulging suitcase closed, and wipe away that last bitter tear.
For someone so petite, she was strong: mentally and physically. Way stronger than she looked, and fierce when determined. Nothing sidelined Katie Charlesworth. Certainly not a trifle like a Tumi bag stuffed to triple its capacity. Least of all...