Beryl rubbed her arms. “It’s so nice and warm in here.” My eyes immediately dropped to her bare feet. They looked so small. Cute. But they were a little pink, and I realised she’d been wearing sandals all day. It wasn’t necessarily cold, but definitely not summer-warm. And she didn’t even have a jacket. Just a thin shirt. Berating myself, I made a secret decision that she might not like and said, “I’m gonna go change.”