From there, she must ride the light rail out to Old Town, then catch a bus down to South Beach. The trip takes nearly an hour, but Starshine does not mind the delay. A bout of sea air has done much to soothe her nerves and purge her anger. She relishes another brief recess during which to collect herself, to recover from the jolts of the afternoon, before her impending confrontation with her aunt. Experience has taught her that visits to Aunt Agatha these days are never soothing. In the old days, it was different. Nobody knew how to repair a shattered heart or mend a shredded ego as proficiently as Agatha. Her home-brewed remedies and perennial altruism faced down a myriad of teenage crises. When Starshine’s mother died—shortly after the death of Agatha’s own husband—the dear woman moved to San Francisco to save her niece the added trauma of relocation. When no teenage lothario stepped forward to take the girl to the junior prom, the discerning widow scheduled a family vacation in Hawaii to conflict with the dance.
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