RIO
Two days later, we finally arrived in Jasper, Alberta.
It is not a two-day drive from Manitoba to Alberta, but it becomes that way when Bree is your navigator.
After one Walmart stop for underwear, much to Bree’s dismay because it wasn’t a brand-name, and seventeen pee breaks, dozens of I’m hungry complaints, and Can I stretch my legs for a bit moments, we are now finally here.
The problem?
Bree.
It’s not that I don’t trust her. I do, but I also trust Liam and David and look where that got me. Bree has been nothing but a supportive friend this entire time, albeit a bit whiny. I have no reason to doubt her, and to be frank, neither does the voice—
Which, I might add, is a weird thing to measure trust by, but the voice has been relatively quiet other than annoyed over the incessa
