Chapter 30
ZOLA STARTS WITH A simple, “Hello.”
Fawn's cheeks blaze. She's never felt so flustered in all her life. Zola's far more beautiful than she had anticipated—beautiful in a leathery, weathered way. Perhaps she's a smoker, or she spends too much time in the sun. Fawn can hardly criticize, if that's the case. She loves the outdoors, too.
Just one more thing they have in common.
Fawn says, “It's good to finally meet you.”
“At long last,” Zola replies.
Fawn holds out her hand to shake, but Zola leans forward and gives her an awkward sort of hug—the kind where their shoulders are touching, but that's about all.
“I knew you'd be beautiful,” Zola begins. “But you're even prettier than I could have imagined.”
“I was just thinking the same thing about you,” Fawn answers. “But
