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WAITING BY THE baggage carousel at Logan International Airport, Ivy adjusted the scarf and chunky necklace she’d added to her jeans and T-shirt outfit. Shelly had run into a friend and stopped to chat, leaving her alone.
For the past few days, Ivy and Shelly had worked with Poppy to manage the flurry of attention they’d received after Shelly’s accidental blog post. Poppy had handled the entire situation like a pro, and Ivy was pleased to have her on their team.
As Ivy watched the carousel for their baggage, she wondered if Misty would meet them here. Ivy had called and left her a message, but she had no idea if Misty had received it. They might be hailing a cab or taking the T—the subway—back to her dark little room at the professor’s house, which would seem even smaller now.
That w
