chapter 20
Sunday, March 22
Cassandra burst through Mar’s kitchen door a few minutes after noon, dressed casually, hair a little wayward. Her naked face glowed with a rosy hue.
“Sorry I’m a little late,” she gushed, sitting down in an empty chair beside Sabrina. “Ryan made me breakfast and I didn’t see your text from last night until we had finished. He felt so bad that he offered to drive me out here.” Her eyes sparkled. A breathless energy tugged at her words. “Whew! We got a little carried away saying good-bye, but I’m here now.”
The pink hue in her cheeks flared to a full-blown blush.
“We’ve been worried,” said Mar, glancing across to Sabrina, who simply raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t respond to any of our texts last night or this morning.”
“Oh!” Cassandra felt for her phone, the
