CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“Hey,” a voice said, stirring Rylie from a deep sleep.
She cracked an eyelid to find she was sitting in the top bunk bed in the RV, the flowered sheet piled up around her face. Beyond that, a girl with messy dark hair stood in front of the kitchenette, flour in her hair and a mischievous smile on her face.
Maren. Rylie’s heart twisted at the sight of her big sister standing there, in bike shorts and a tank top that bared her flat stomach. Maren scratched her shin with the toes of her other foot and held up a spoon. “Are you going to help me or not? Or are you just going to sleep there all summer?”
Rylie sat up at once. Maren was a little annoyed with her, but she didn’t care. She wanted to throw herself in her big sister’s arms. But when she threw her feet over the side
