“You sit here, and Trish and I will share this seat, and Sally, you sit there by Loretta.”
Everyone did as Brenda said, even though it meant cramming into a space on the streetcar that left them all cramped and awkward. Of all of them, she was the only one who had been to Toronto before.
After a few minutes, Brenda jumped up. “There’s one of those cute step-up four-seater areas open! C’mon!”
Loretta, tired of walking all day, and tired of being bossed around, dared to question her friend’s demand. “Can’t we just sit here, it’s fine.”