Chapter Twelve
“Now don’t forget-” Sydney started to say.
“Enough already,” Chelsea said. “How many times do you need to tell us? Anyone’d think we’re mentally challenged.”
Sydney watched the red light as she waited to drive forward. “Maybe I am.”
“No you’re not. Everything is going as planned. Your parents agreed to let you help me for a week and we’ll take a train there Monday. Someone mentally challenged couldn’t have managed that feat,” Chelsea said.
“I thought you said we are taking a bus,” Corrin said from the backseat.
“A bus to get into the city to catch a train. Then we’ll take another bus from the station,” Sydney explained.
“All this changing of transport. I miss my horse.” Corrin returned his attention to the world outside his window.
Sydney sent a glare to Corrin throu
