Velma stepped out of the cozy passenger coach and made her way to the station, scanning the crowd. She spotted dear Scarlett sitting straight upright on a hard wooden bench. Scarlett started and clamored to her feet when she recognized Velma. A great swarm of butterflies appeared in Velma’s tummy in anticipation of an exciting time in the city. The two old friends made their way toward each other, smiles growing and arms rising from their sides.
Long strong embrace. They pulled away, holding hands, and looked at each other smiling. Words were neither necessary nor adequate. “Let’s get a cab,” Scarlett bubbled, nodding. She started toward the door while Velma reached for her clutch and cab fare. Staying with Scarlett would undoubtedly be expensive, but Velma was so happy to be there, she’d have emptied her savings if she had to. She did love the countryside, but her quirky sparkly friend always made her giddy with happiness. Now to persuade her of the charms of a rustic rooming house life!