The breeze hit Lucia as she stood in the morning sun. It played with the fabric of her shirt and sent a strand of her brown hair into her face. She tucked her hair behind her ear absent-mindedly. The fact that she had a pair of large butterfly sunglasses covering half her face made it a bit of a task. She was lost in thought. She had not been able to reach Adela the previous night, and she was worried about her. She heard movement behind her and turned her head to see Michael join her. He was matching her casual loose blouse, shorts, and sandals with a pair of shorts, a white shirt, and sandals. He had a pair of aviator sunglasses clipped to his shirt.
"Are you ready?" he asked her.
She nodded as she lifted her glasses over her head like an Alice band, "Yes."