Tess grumbled for the umpteenth time as she spun around in the parking lot to begin her search anew. She fumbled in her purse for her phone, pulling out the bright pink device and swiping at the screen in a ritualistic motion. The dial tone rang and a freckled face with Tessa’s matching brown eyes appeared on the screen.
“Hey Tess,” her sister’s voice was smooth and cheery. Hearing it made Tessa relax a little.
“Beth, I’m lost,” Tessa groaned with a dramatic sway of her. . .