Barbara asked. The younger woman aggressively navigated the busy streets of downtown Chicago and arrived at their destination in very little time. “I sell cars for a living. I have to know how to drive them.” Barbara shook her head. “I don’t think I could ever drive like that.” “When I visit you in Canada, I’ll give you a few lessons.” Barbara tried to visualize Gillian in Carden, but couldn’t imagine her spending even a few hours there. It would be too slow, too sedate for her. Gillian gave her a quick glance. “What’s wrong, Barbara?” Barbara started to speak and then changed her mind. She did not want to talk about Carden. She was in an exciting, vibrant new city and she needed to focus on her future, not her present situation, and most definitely not her past. “Just a bit tired. But I know I’ll perk up once I’ve had supper.”
