Chapter Twenty-Five
“Thanks so much for letting me stay here for a bit,” I say as I drag my suitcase through the door into Livi’s flat. “I know you don’t have much space.” I push the suitcase behind the kitchen table where it’ll be out of the way for now and leave my sewing machine on the table.
“Yeah, I’m sorry there’s no guest room,” Livi says, “but the couch is big and super comfy. Adam falls asleep on it all the time when he visits.”
“Thank you. And I promise I’ll fold up the blankets and things every day so they’re not in your way.”
“Sure, whatever. Oh, there are some shelves in the bathroom that I never got around to using, so you can keep some stuff there if you want.” She plops onto the couch and crosses her legs. “This is gonna be fun,” she says with a wide smile. “I know the
