Once Marisol’s water glass was empty, she placed it in the sink and yawned. “All right, I’m going back to bed. It’s too damn early, but I was parched.” She gave Chris’ shoulder a squeeze as she passed by on her way out of the kitchen. “Tell my little sis I miss her, okay?”
“You got it.” Chris heard the stairs creak as Marisol went back up to her room. Her eyes darted to the laptop as the Skype app alerted her to an incoming call.
“Morning, babe.” Anna’s face filled the screen, blurring slightly as she settled back against the pillows on a hotel bed. “Ugh, you look amazing. I love your hair all floofy like that. And those pajamas! The little suns complement your smile.”
“Wow, you’re a charmer,” Chris laughed. “How jet lagged are you?”
“Extremely.” Anna sank deeper into the pillows. From
