Chapter Seven
Chevy stepped into the house after a long day’s work. She’d spent twelve hours busting her hump and was due for a good night’s rest. She had plans of collapsing on her bed and watching The Walking Dead marathon until she fell off. But then she was hit with a barrage of ideas for the remaining chapters of her book. She knew she’d have to put her thoughts out on paper quickly, otherwise she’d end up forgetting them.
Chevy couldn’t get her jacket and utility belt off fast enough. She got her Apple laptop and its charger from her bedroom and brought it out to the living room. Having forgotten her ink pen and tablet, she headed back into her bedroom and retrieved them. She was about to step back into the living room when it dawned on her that she hadn’t heard a peep out of Te’Qu
