Ella sat in her darkened room, her thoughts swirling like a storm. She had shared her plan with her father earlier, and to her surprise, he had been pleased. He had even smiled in approval, something she didn't see often, and asked to meet Kim. He wanted to know the person who had inspired such a great idea.
She had been honest with him. Kim wasn't on board yet. She explained that she hadn't convinced her friend, but her father didn't seem worried at all. "You'll convince her. I know you will," he had said with certainty. Of course she didn't know but Charles had already guessed Kim's intention. He may not know the woman personally but he knew her kind.
