CHAPTER TEN
As Rylie drove closer and closer to Story Creek, she found herself drifting back to that day in the RV. She’d been sitting on one of the bunks beside the kitchen, watching Rose cook breakfast. The abundant sunshine framed her face, lighting up the flowered wallpaper and making everything bright and happy.
“You hungry, Ry?” Rose said, smiling up at her as she scraped scrambled eggs onto a plate. “Sleepy girl. You and Maren and Kiki must’ve stayed up way past your bedtime!”
She laughed, rubbing her eyes, and looked around. “Where are they?”
Maren was her older sister; Kiki was Rose’s daughter. They’d been neighbors, and fast friends—almost like family. Rylie and Kiki had done everything together, so that was why Rose had invited her and her mom and Maren on a “Girls Trip” in
