Sydney
“There’s this spa my aunt used to own downtown. It’s cozy and they serve anything you want.”
“That sounds like a hotel to me.”
“No, it’s not.” Maeve glanced at me, her fingers tight around the steering wheel as we merged onto the highway.
She only drove when it was convenient or when the place wasn’t too far.
Yet somehow she’d picked me up about an hour ago, and we were still on the road.
“Think of it as a safe place,” she said brightly. “A place away from everyone who’s ever made you feel less of yourself.”
So you mean run away from reality for one day?
Yeah, I’ve tried that a thousand times and it never works.
But I didn’t say it out loud. Instead, and smiled. “I do need to relax a bit after yesterday.”
I felt Maeve’s energy shift for a second. “Yeah, of course. And aft
