Welcome Surprised Friends
Here we were. On this beautiful, warm California day, we were stuck visiting Sue’s new work friend at her home. I had a list of excuses to choose from so we can exit quickly and salvage the day. All I knew about this woman, who goes by Redd, was that she was a redhead, go figure, and Sue thought she was pretty and a kindred spirit. They’d only met last week, so neither of us had met Redd’s husband. Yet Sue thought the forty-mile drive here was worth our time. She refused to explain. As she...