Tessa kneaded the steering wheel as she drove away from the house on Shoreline Way. She’d found Minnie in the driveway in her car, her dark wig perfectly pristine. She’d said she’d be returning to the city, and Tessa had gotten her phone number.
She’d driven away first, because Minnie had said she needed to run inside and get the spare key to turn into the management company. Minnie had gone left while Tessa right, and she pulled into the first coffee shop she saw. She waited in line to get the caffeine she didn’t need, because she needed time to pass.
She got her caramel mocha, and she mapped the way to the nearest public park so she could sip it and hopefully get Minnie off the island. She drove around the island, burning time and gas, finally returning to Shoreline Way.
Her nerves sk
