The workshop wound down with laughter, a few questionable blends, and several people loudly swearing that spirulina tasted like regret. Everyone carried their smoothies into the courtyard, lounging beneath umbrellas and near small fountains while sipping and trading recipes.

Katherine walked slowly with Carolina toward the benches near the rose bushes. Their smoothies were a calming shade of green—mint and mango, with a hint of ginger. The girls found a quiet bench surrounded by blooms, the ...