Holiday Garage
By Jaymie Wagner
Emile let out a huff of frustration where she sat behind the wheel of her car, glad the person on the other end of her phone call couldn’t see the way she rolled her eyes.
“For the last time, Sofia, no.”
Unfortunately, her friend didn’t seem capable of taking a hint. “I don’t even get why you took that job. Why would you want to spend two weeks in nowheresville?”
She thought of the bouquet she’d left on Rémy’s grave the day before she had left Chicago and her fingers tightened on the wheel until the knuckles turned bone white. “You know why.”
“I know why you don’t want to be in that big, empty, drafty house,” Sofia countered. “But that’s exactly why you should be back in town with your friends! You need people.”
“I need money,” Emile snapped as she th
