Informed Consent
“Naya eyed Sasha as if she thought the suggestion to walk to the retirement center was an elaborate joke.
“Yes, really. Come on—it’s not even a mile. It’ll be good for both of us. And the weather’s perfect for a brisk fall walk.”
That was true—it was one of those glorious autumn days with abundant sunshine, crisp air, and not a cloud in sight.
Naya shifted her gaze to the large window behind her desk and shrugged. “It does look like a nice day,” she conceded.
Sasha beamed at her. “Great. Grab your coat.” She wrapped her scarf around her throat and hoisted her bag up onto her shoulder then followed Naya out of the office and down the stairs with a small smile. By the time Naya realized their route took them straight up Forbes, and the steep hill that was the bane of every high school cross-country runner in the city, it would be too late for her to dig in her heels. It would be an onward and upward situation.
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