Wren
“I wish you didn’t have to go.” I pout, helping Judi pack up her suitcase.
She glances at me from the vanity. “I know, honey. But Ray is right, it’s risky. Plus, I need to go back to work.”
“Yea, I know he’s right.” I huff. “At least we got to explore New Orleans for a bit. Can’t believe you got so many clothes, Judi.”
“Oh hush.” She glares playfully, dabbing some powder on her face.
I put the last of her things in, and zip up the suitcase when there’s a knock on my door.
“Come in!” I yell out.
Lizzy walks in with some snacks. “Hey ladies, looking good.”
She plops down on the bed, and I grab a cookie from the plate. Judi turns to her with a small wave and smiles before going back to her makeup.
“Heard you’re moving out of the clubhouse,” Lizzy says.
A deep sigh leaves my li
