I woke up late and alone, to the sound of a fist reverberating against the aluminum shell of my trailer.
“Hold on!” I shouted, dragging myself from the bed. Throughout the night, my hair transformed itself from a fashionable shag that hung around my shoulders to a bird’s nest and… I was naked. Yikes.
I grabbed my bathrobe and dragged it around my body, tying the belt as I crossed the tiny space and yanked open the door.
As expected, Thea stood outside. Her feathered golden hair hung lank and stringy in the summer heat. Her eyes looked red and puffy, which they usually did these days, and her shoulders slumped under the weight of sorrow and stress. “You look like hell,” I told her bluntly.
“So do you.” She raked angry eyes from the mess on the top of my head to my bare feet. “He spent t
