The flight from Vermont was smooth and I'd actually managed to sleep for a bit, my nerves somehow settling a little once we'd become airborne. It was like I'd finally taken a breath, actually committed to going. No one stared at me on the plane, looking to plant a scarlet letter on my chest, so m...
“Are you almost done in there?” She banged on the bathroom door. Griffin’s voice was muffled. “What?” He’d been in the shower for over ten minutes. She glanced at her watch. The reunion happy hour started at six o’clock. She had less than thirty min...