I don't think I ever had any first thoughts, she told him. My hair was pulled back through the adjustment band of the baseball cap. I had the dark slacks, the black overcoat, the sunglasses. The shoes were a little too big and the sports bra was still a little too tight, but walking around to the front of O'Keefe's, I felt more comfortable than I had in days. Just before I turned the corner, I looked back. The snow was mostly melted off the RV.