Esther Deaver looked to be in a hurry. She fussed with her bags, rearranging and repacking them just so. She fidgeted with her hair, and wondered aloud if the baggy sweatshirt she was wearing might be too much for a muggy spring day.
She muttered that she needed to swing by Whole Foods and then head over to Parkway Plaza. Her to-do list was long. She had noticed that one of her tires was wearing thin and wanted to get a mechanic to look at it.