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grabbed her coat.
    They left the office and walked over to the bagel shop quickly. It was just after nine o’clock and the crowds on Boylston were starting to thin. As Kerry was rechecking her list, Sarah walked up to the rounded glass case and peered in at the assortment of bagels. As she was eyeing the seasonal pumpkin bagel on display a voice behind her cut into her thoughts.
    “I wouldn’t go with that one if I were you; it’s not as good as it looks.”
    Sara turned to the woman behind her to see if this comment was actually directed towards her. Clearly it was, and the woman added quietly, “I saw you eyeing the pumpkin. I made the same mistake yesterday.”
    “I was considering that one! How did you know?” Sarah grinned, returning the strangers wide, friendly smile. “Thanks for the heads up.”
    “No worries. I take my bagels seriously.” The woman chuckled at her own comment and Sarah found herself laughing with her.
    “We’re next, Sarah!” Kerry called over to her while waiving. Sarah turned to the woman with the jet black hair and bright blue eyes and said thanks again before joining Kerry at the counter.
    “Who was that?” Kerry asked peering over her shoulder at the exotic looking woman.
    “No one I know. She just told me to stay away from the pumpkin bagels.”
    “I could have told you that! Yuck-ky! If you like pumpkin, stop at a Dunkin’ Donuts for their coffee and donuts. Mmmmmm!”
    “I’ll keep that in mind.”
    The woman behind the counter took their order and barked out commands to the girls running the toasters. Twenty bagels; some toasted, some not; some with jelly, most with cream cheese. They paid for the warm bags and made their way back out to the street. The door to the bagel shop was adjacent to the entrance of their building and they quickly made their way back up to the office.
    Sarah ate her sesame bagel and compiled notes from the photographer and cover designer for Izzy’s project. That girl needed help and it was no surprise she was late arriving this morning. She breezed by Sarah on her way to her desk, mentioning toothache but still she had her wax paper wrapped bagel in hand. Sarah nodded good morning but didn’t engage in a conversation.
    The call from her mother came after lunch, surprisingly on her office phone instead of her cell phone.
    “Hi, Mom.”
    “Oh Sarah, there you are. I tried your cell and you didn’t answer.”
    Sarah looked at her phone and noticed it was off. That’s strange she thought. “Sorry, I guess it was shut off. What’s up?”
    “I was wondering if you want to come home this weekend. I thought if you did I could pick you up after work and get you down here tonight.”
    “No mom, that’s too much driving! If I wanted to come home I would take the train, anyway. There’s plenty I can do at the apartment, and I want to explore the neighborhood a little and do some shopping. Don’t worry about me.”
    “Are you sure sweetheart? I don’t mind. You don’t know anyone there yet and I don’t want you to be lonely.” Concern was evident in her mother’s voice.
    “Mom, really, I’ll be fine.”
    The conversation drifted to updates on her father and who she saw at the library while Sarah grew increasingly fidgety. Finally, she reminded her mother that she had to get back to work. Sarah looked at the picture of Rex her dog on her desk while wondering, what am I going to do this weekend…? before diving back into the website she was researching.
    At the end of the day as she walked along the sidewalk to the T station, she passed a small grocer's market, with pumpkins in the window. She stepped closer to the brightly lit window and gazed in at the seasonal display, deciding she wanted one for the apartment. There wasn’t one on their front stoop and she thought this might be a nice gesture as the new tenant. I could carve it this weekend , she thought with a smile.
    Pulling open the door, she stepped into the warm shop. The pumpkins