I walk into the room at the inn and flip the light switch on, setting the bags down. Two queen beds with white comforters, white walls, gray carpet, and a small flat screen TV are the only things that adorn the room. It smells like old coffee and cleaning products. I turn around when I hear him walk in.
“All set.” Noah says and closes the door. I let him do all the bribery with the cash we withdrew from the account. He throws himself flat into one of the beds and I walk to the other with a yawn.
“Why don’t you try the wig on again, this time with the face mask?” His voice muffled against the pillow.
“Why? I am exhausted” I ask and lay on the bed, uncaring that my clothes are filthy. We went shopping this way, I might as well just go to bed this way.
“I want to see if it's good enough
