Kristen
Getting into the bathtub on one foot was trickier than I thought, but once I slid down into the hot water, I couldn’t help but moan.
Mr. Falcon’s jumbo size jacuzzi tub was way better than my standard bathtub at home. It was deeper, the seat leaned back so that I could lean back comfortably and rest my head against the back, and even the water was hotter. I propped my foot up on the edge with a hand towel and let the warm water soak away the stress, not only from this bizarre hiking accident, but from the last few weeks of trying to get the ball rolling on the divorce, trying to get enough money in the bank to cover the bills, trying to pull together a new design for a potential client.
In fact, I kind of dreaded going back home and facing life alone again. So why not indulge m
