The brakes squealed as her mother rolled to a stop in front of the fancy four-star hotel. Its gold framed double glass doors seemed to beckon to Amber before she’d even left the van. “You have everything you need?” her mom asked as Amber smoothed her navy blue pencil skirt. “I think so,” Amber no...
Ronnie would be there to pick her up any minute and she had to cover the bruise on her cheek or he was likely to give her another one. It was her second bottle of foundation in as many months, but Ronnie had been more willing to use the back of his hand recently and Mandy had no choice but to lay...