Chapter One
September
“Jess, thank God! Where have you been? Never mind—I need to call in a BFF chip.”
“Slow down, Ros. What’s wrong?”
It had to be big if she was calling in a best friend favor. The BFF chip was a pact we made in seventh grade. Name it and the best friend had to accept the favor, as it was meant for emergencies.
We’d never used it as adults.
“Patrick lands in an hour and I’m stuck in Chicago.” She huffed—frustration?
Or annoyance.
“Ricky’s coming to town? Why didn’t you tell me?” It’d been forever since I’d seen him. Her brother was younger than us.
“Uh, ‘cause work has been crazy and I forgot? I need you to give him a place to crash.”
“Okay, I can pick him up and he can sleep on my couch until you get home.”
“That’s not the favor. Jess…”
I could imagine her ch
