Chapter 14
Kate met him at the airport, wearing huge sunglasses, a horribly ugly, floppy straw hat and carrying a sign that said, “Not My Home Either, Beau, but You’re Welcome!”
“That,” Beau said, “is one desperately unattractive bonnet.” He flipped the hat off her head, tangling her hair, and pulled his cousin into a rough embrace, resting his chin on the top of her messed up hairdo.
“I agree. You should totally wear it instead. It might improve if it’s matched with the right outfit.” Kate said. “Do you need to pick up your bags?”
“I got it all on carry-on,” he said. “Unlike someone else I know, what has to pay extra just to transport her makeup from one side of the country to the other.”
Beau fell in behind Kate as she led him out of the complicated, seething mass of humanity that w
