Viki was not late—though, perhaps, only be her definition of not being late. Others would probably say she was very late indeed.

But her day had included the park, and then the beach, and she was leisurely sipping at a smoothie as she wandered into the store and mulled over the fact that she was even there at all today.

She’d been starting to wonder if she’d ever show, quite honestly.

Strokes of Genius is Open.