Big SkyChapter 6
Irma led Nancy to the last seat in the bus. She stepped aside to allow Nancy to take the window seat. It was eleven in the morning and it was cold for Seattle. Of course this was Thanksgiving week, and the bus quickly filled up from the front to the back. The window was chilled so she put her pillow to it to cushion the cold. "It's nice to have a person to talk to while traveling," Irma smiled. "Yes it is, but I do have to take a nap now and then. I don't want to insult you any but...