He, she imagined, was in the team classroom going over yesterday's practice with 40 or so players, most of whom were playing college football for the first time. But her students would not walk into class for another week and a half. Luckily her brother Jack would arrive in town soon. Dinner at the Tadich Grill and conversation regarding ownership issues with unprovenanced medieval French manuscripts would be welcome distractions.
In San Francisco, it was a cool day after a few weeks of hot late summer weather. Planning her first class was not precisely what she wanted to do yet. That would begin in the afternoon. She put on a venerable blue green denim jacket and headed out. A walk in the hills, followed by quiche from the French Deli were on her mind.
On the morning of the second day of Huygens preseason football camp, Caydance looked out the window of her San Francisco studio, Down the row of houses and out to San Francisco Bay. "Home," she would have thought a year ago, but this week the separation from Griff was more difficult than she had envisioned.