We sat beneath the old tree, rays of the sun shooting past the leaves hanging low, casting a shade across my face. 'Could we do this again? Some other time, whenever you're free?' I asked, a bold smile lighting up my face. Her gentle voice crept into the corners of my ear, 'I'd be occupied with a lot this week... but maybe some other time.' Face glued to her cell phone, her glossy lips puckered, 'It's fine if...