Almost simultaneously, an airporter van pulled into the parking lot. Wearing a silvery short skirt, a cream colored v-neck silk sweater that exposed a lace sports bra, Phoebe stepped out of the van; stretched her leather boot encased long legs. An October breeze arranged her silky auburn hair around her early morning farewell contented face. From the hill above, Yuri watched her dismount from the van; then he disappeared in the direction of the portable ice rink. “Are Yuri and Natasha still together?" Griff asked.
"Not since school recessed in the spring. Natasha wanted to spend a week visiting museums in New York City. But, the Stanley Cup finals between the Boston Bruins and the Edmonton Oilers had just begun.“