Kaatje then took a few dozen of Laurie: sitting on a cushion, standing on the deck, acting like she was going to jump off the boat and, of course, holding the wheel. A sense of real melancholy descended on Laurie as she thought about the end of the day. Being with Kaatje had seemed like meeting a...
That was a funny word to use, but it was the right one. Just the thought of making a conscious choice about where she lived was massively freeing. This wasn’t about Regan. It wasn’t solely about Regan. Living in Cambridge was going to be great. A world-class university, lots of tech people, histo...
Hennessy led the way, finding her impeccably dressed, blonde hair perfectly arranged, a tasteful amount of makeup rendering her skin flawless. “Oh, thank God,” she grumbled, stepping away from the espresso maker, relief filling her gaze. Meeting Hennessy’s eyes, she said, “Could you possibly make...