Sunny
“Darling, I’m fine. Truly. Titus took good care of me.” I called Foxfire as soon as I got settled. My RV functions perfectly off the grid with solar generated electricity to charge my cell phone. I just have to haul in my own water if I want to shower more than once a week because Taos only gets twelve inches a year of precipitation.
This is the first chance I’ve had to actually speak with Foxfire, although we’ve texted all day.
“I still don’t understand why Titus was there. Are you two… a couple now or something?” She sounds slightly nauseated by the thought. But children never like to think of their parents as s****l beings. Even with the s*x-positive upbringing I gave Foxfire, she’s squeamish about this.
“No!” My voice sounds too high-pitched. “He’s here on business. I ran int
