Her plan was to lay out and read for a bit — and later she might even swim. Nothing that had to do with work. Just a novel she’d been wanting to start in on for ages now but had never really had the time — or made the time, at least. It seemed that Vivian was almost always busy reading some kind of medical text book. She huffed and shoved the thought of school out of her mind as she sat her bag down and settled down onto the blanket. With a built in pillow, she was able to comfortable prop her head up to read and soon, she found herself lost in the adventures unfolding on the pages. Swimming could wait for now.
One Little Jay

