At this rate, if Vera Xavier planned to use this fire to boil water for noodles or make breakfast, she would be late before she even finished.
Vera glanced at the large clock hanging in the living room. It was already 7:10. With class starting at eight and the walk taking twenty minutes, she had another twenty minutes to eat.
Without a word, she slung her schoolbag over her shoulder and headed for the door.
Cara Preston's eyes blinked when she saw the new dress on her. "Sis," she asked loudly, "when did you buy new clothes?"
Vera glanced at Cara. She was wearing a brand-new, fashionable floral dress—the very one Vera had purchased for her own wedding to Wesley Kane.
She and Cara had similar figures, so the dress fit Cara perfectly, as if it had been tailor-made for her.
Today, Cara had her hair in two braids, the ends tied with pink silk flowers. Combined with her naturally delicate, oval face, the look was fresh and lovely, perfectly in line with the era's aesthetic.
