~ WILLA’s POV ~
- - - - - TWO WEEKS LATER - - - - -
“Mom! Have you seen my black scarf?” I yelled as my hands furiously raided my closet.
“It’s right here, on the chair, where you left it,” mom yelled back from downstairs.
I raced down to the kitchen and found my scarf on the dining chair. I quickly grabbed it draped it over my neck before I lost it again. If you were wondering why I was wearing a thick wool scarf in late May, that’s because I was getting ready for my flight this afternoon. The airplanes could get pretty chilly, so I liked to dress warm.
Mom was wearing her favorite summer dress and she had curled her hair this morning. This was the first time in months I’d seen her dressing up. Mom would be going to the graduation ceremony at Columbia today. The scho
