Chapter 23
Knock, knock.
Who's there? she replied, with a stupid fool grin on her face.
Iva
Iva who?
Iva sore hand from knocking the past hour. Where U been?
She laughed, despite the irritated beep from the driver behind her. Flinging her phone to the passenger seat, she drove through the green light just in time for the car behind to get stopped on the red. Another angry beep followed her as she winced. “Them's the breaks.”
She pulled into a gas station, debating on whether or not to buy a chocolate bar. Her diet was boring her, and she hadn't had chocolate in weeks. First, she'd reply to Logan's text.
I been workin. Not everyone has such a handy job as u, brother mine.
That's funny, he replied. Coulda sworn you told people what color to paint walls. Real stressful, that
