Chapter twenty-seven
Quinn did not want to get up the next morning when she turned off her alarm. It was way too early for a girl who had finished a bottle of wine on her own. She blamed Sean. He kept refilling her glass. She slunk her way into the bathroom and peered in the mirror.
“Holy cow. I look bad,” Quinn said to her reflection. She looked around her bathroom. Zach had done a nice job on the paint. She saw a small package sitting on the edge of the tub she hadn’t noticed the night before in her wine-induced haze. She picked it up and saw it had a small card attached. She opened it up and read the little notecard.
“Quinn, I thought you might appreciate these after our next climbing adventure. Also, every girl should have a hot pink carabiner to use when climbing.” Quinn smiled. In
