“What flight will you be on?” her mom asked eagerly. “We need to know so we can pick you up.”
Mia winced, glad that her mom couldn’t see her. She had no idea how she was going to get to Florida, and she’d been so busy at work that she’d forgotten to ask Korum about the specifics of their trip.
“I’m currently on a waitlist for an early morning flight,” Mia lied, cringing internally at yet another falsehood she had to tell her parents. “But it might end up being in the afternoon, so I really don’t know at this point. But don’t worry—the professor arranged a rental car for me, so I don’t need to be picked up at the airport.”
“Okay, honey,” her mom said, sounding surprised. “If you’re sure... We truly don’t mind. Are you flying into Orlando or Jacksonville?”
“Orlando,” Mia told her. It sou
