Panting slightly, Jacob reached her. "I've checked in our Luggage. You barely slept last night. How are you feeling?"

Chelsey's smile was subdued, calming. "I'm fine. Where's Mom?"

No sooner had she asked than Sylvia appeared, her presence as striking as ever. Clutching a designer bag. Her charm hadn't faded, though her penchant for complaints remained. "I'm here. Swotra is so wonderful. Why should we go back?"