Chapter Two

There was a chill in the air, but not enough to warrant long sleeves.

Out the window of her inner-urban pad she spotted children running along the footpath, people drinking coffee, flowers everywhere.

She loved spring, but the unpredictable half warm/half cold weather created a range of sartorial dilemmas. Then she remembered the little High Tea With Mrs Woo jacket that hung in her wardrobe. She put it on and for the first time that day, she felt complete.