Gwen nodded. Jazz: That makes sense, and she can already think of a few songs she’d love to hear Caroline interpret.

“When I call to let you know my schedule and compare it with yours, I’ll be sure to also have a song request or two ready. But for now…”

She sighed and let her spoon drop down into her hot chocolate. The drink wasn’t finished; all the same, she was definitely done with it.

“I believe that I better start thinking about making my way home. This is still a school night, after all, and I need to be rested every bit as much as my students do.”