Chapter Forty-Four
Spencer
The sound of singing—a strange, lilting hum, really—drew me to the window. I rubbed my eyes to ensure I was awake as I took in the scene below. Kim and Shannan, dressed in muumuus and winter boots, were swaying around as they danced in a circle on the moonlit lawn. I felt like I had been dropped in the middle of some crazy winter solstice celebration. I had to laugh because I loved those two, but Lord knew what went on inside their heads sometimes. I rolled my eyes and went for my coat to head to the bistro.
“Thanks,” I handed a five to the cashier and waved him off when he tried to give me the change. I tipped the jar over my coffee, and cinnamon sprinkles fell like a light dusting of snow, reminding me of the crazy scene I’d woken to.
My head pounded, and m
