Sandy felt connected in a way she never had before, somehow she knew, she had to know, she felt a need to know, and she knew how to find out, everything about everybody. She was texting, she was facebooking, she was myspaced out. First she tried to find out who the cute boy who was looking at her was, then if he liked her, then if he had a girlfriend, then what he liked to do. She looked up all her old spinster friends to see how they had turned out, Cassandra had no idea, she didn't know how to look. There was an old saying, anything invented before you're 18 is part of the world, natural, always there. Anything past 18 is new and exciting and you can get a job in it, and anything past 55 is against the natural order, is unusable and should be destroyed. Computers fit into that vein for Cassandra, but not at all for Sandy, who was feeling for the first time a connection to the world that she never had before.
The Spinsters had turned out much like her, a few of them turning out children, but for the most part they were slowly dying alone in nursing homes. It took her 15 minutes to find this out, and when she realized there would be no cute boys involved and a lot of sitting and listening to stuff she already mostly knew, she had lived herself, she decided to pass on it.
She called everyone she knew. She was young and she felt it, and it felt good. "Lets go on an adventure" she said to everyone as she tried to sell the world on a crazy idea of camping at Lake Powell spur of the moment. It was only like 5 hours away. (actually more like 9 but to her mind, it was 5, sure.) She kept calling and trying only to find that nobody could go. She banded a few people together, lobbied very hard for Athena to say yes, if she said yes then something told her that everyone would come, but Athena was busy.
Then she found out that the boy's name was Steve, and he was a player, and that he might be into her but only for the sex. Cassandra had years of experience with men, she had been left at the alter once, been married, had a kid, she knew what guys were like, but Sandy seemed to be able to overlook that. Her fiery red head nature would be able to handle him right? She called him up, maybe he would be down to go to lake Powell.
