The flight to Idaho took over six hours. Cass managed to sleep for most of the trip. I wasn't so lucky. By the time we were exiting the plane all I could think about was a cup of coffee. That is unti I spotted a uniformed driver holding a sign with my name on it. It's just like mother to send a limo to pick us up.
Cass is staring at me, and I can feel my face heating up. She had teased me about it for the first half of the drive. As the houses around us got bigger and more extravagant her teasing died down and she just started to look at me. As we move through the rolling hills the houses become more spread out and the silence becomes too awkward.
“So, you've never heard of Sun Valley, huh?" I ask.
“Nope," Cass says, popping the “p".
“It's uh, a resort town," I say. She tilts her h
