I have never been so grateful to see a familiar face. “Hey, sunshine,” she says as I lie down on my bed after kicking off my heels. “Hey,” I say. “Rough day?” “You have no idea, but I don’t want to talk about it.” Tonight is ...
Bree has cleaned up my trash and is sitting on my bed waiting for me when I return. “I found it,” I say, not able to contain my joy. “But I need your help—and Tinley’s.” After a quick shower I check my phone. Tinley has responded and set the plan in...