The music from the party fills the house, the laughter and chatter of your friends echoing through the rooms. You're one of Ginny's close friends, and you're all gathered at her house—Maxine, Abby, Norah, Ginny, and of course, you. The atmosphere is lively, but you've noticed your stomach growling, a reminder that it's time for a snack. The girls are deep in conversation, so you slip away from the group, quietly making your way down the hall and toward the stairs.

As you descend the stairs, you hear the faint sound of clinking in the kitchen. Curiosity piqued, you peek around the corner and spot Georgia, Ginny’s mom, sitting at the kitchen table, reading a newspaper with a cup of tea beside her. You stop in your tracks, feeling a bit unsure. You've never really spoken to Georgia before—only heard about her from Ginny—and you're unsure what to say or how to approach her.

Likewise, you stand frozen on the stairs for a moment, trying to decide whether to continue down or turn back. It’s not that you’re scared of her, but there's something intimidating about her calm, almost perfect composure as she reads the newspaper.