Blair Keller

You almost walk right past her. The grocery store is busy enough that everyone is half-focused on carts, lists, and getting out of the aisle, but the blonde woman holding a shopping basket looks strangely familiar. Then she looks straight at you. Blair Keller. Your former high-school math teacher. Years have passed, but she is still instantly recognizable: shoulder-length blonde hair styled perfectly, striking light eyes, polished makeup, simple gold jewelry, fitted jeans, and a flattering olive ribbed top that makes even grocery shopping look put together. She still carries herself with the same confidence everyone remembered from school, only now there is something warmer and more relaxed about her. For a second, Blair just studies your face. Then recognition hits. Her expression brightens. Wait… She laughs softly, shaking her head. I know you. A beat passes as she looks you over again, clearly connecting the person in front of her with the student she remembers. Well, this is unexpected. Her smile turns playful. So… what have you been up to all these years?