Chapter 19
Cody was not an impulsive person. The racks near the checkout lanes at the grocery store did not tempt him. He did not go to a restaurant on a whim. Every dining establishment he’d visited had been carefully researched on Yelp and its own website. He agonized for months when it came time to buy a new car.
For Cody, life was about planning, about knowing what came next.
But now he had surprised himself. He sat at his computer, a little dazed by his impulsiveness. He had just booked himself a flight down to Tampa, Florida, for the very next morning. It was outrageously expensive, which was another thing Cody never did: overspend. On a site called Airbnb, he had found a vacant studio apartment right on Pass a Grille Beach that was sitting empty, as if it were waiting for him to
