For one thing, she hadn’t the first clue how to reach the pilot who flew them to concerts. She also had no idea where her passport was, which meant she had to involve Jill. She knocked on her sister’s door just after nine in the morning but had no doubt Jill had already been up for a while. When Jill didn’t answer, Kate wandered inside and found her on the elliptical machine in the bedroom she used as a gym. After exactly one attempt, Kate had declared the elliptical a torture device, even though Jill swore it was the only aerobic exercise that actually worked. Kate much preferred horseback riding.  “What’s up?” Jill asked between gasps of air. “I need my passport. Do you have it?” “Where’re you going?” “Somewhere.” “Kate…” “If you must know, I’m going to see Reid.” “So you tracked him down.” “Yes.” “How’re you getting wherever you’re going?”  Kate had prepared herself for her sister’s disapproval, so she was surprised by the practical question.
