Kelly stood at Cara’s door and rang the chime. She had no idea if the woman was free or not but Kelly had a break in her schedule. If the woman was busy she could come back later. It felt weird standing on the other side of the door waiting to be let it. Reminded her of the earlier years in her career where the occupant on the other side of the door always outranked her. Now the only one on the ship that outranked her was Ian and that was only because the mail came as Mr. and Mrs. and not Mrs. and Mr. Taking a sip of the coffee she had in her travel mug, Kelly waited for Cara to respond.

Kelly Bordeaux