“You do?” Racheal asked, looking up at Steffan.

How did they know each other?

“Yes.” Steffan said, returning his hand to his pocket.

He and Alvaro stared at each other, doing what men often did, sizing themselves up.

“You look lovely.” Jade said, ignoring the men to hug her.

“As do you.” Racheal smiled, hugging her friend.

She did not miss the fact that Jade carefully avoided her injured arm.

She was impressed that the woman remembered what arm had been injured even ...