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After her coffee and reading, Dallas set the book aside

and hit the shower. She brushed her teeth and chose one of her

last clean outfits. She’d brought a summery, lightweight dress.

It was dark green and she had a black cardigan to go with it. It

was way too formal. She’d brought it anticipating that she

might need something dressier than leggings or jeans, but it

was either that or her last pair of clean pants and she really

wanted to save those for the flight home. She wished that the

hotel had laundry, but it didn’t, and she didn’t want to venture

out to a laundry mat just to wash what she’d brought.

Dallas eyed herself in the bathroom mirror. Her hair

wasn’t completely dry, but she pulled it back into a high pony

tail since she hated using the hair dryer and had zero talent

when it came to doing anything with it other than just pulling

it back. She put on a light amount of makeup and went with

her favorite mint lip balm.

She’d already checked to see how far Quinn’s place

was from the hotel and it was only supposed to be a half hour

drive. She didn’t want to be early and she didn’t want to be

late. She focused on that while she drove, instead of all the

other things she could lose her mind worrying about. She was

excited to see Quinn again, but also worried that she wouldn’t

listen to what Dallas had to say and would make assumptions

based on what happened in the past. That stressed her out, so

instead she focused on traffic and watching the time.

At five minutes before eleven, Dallas pulled into a

large condo complex. It wasn’t a new build. The beige stucco

buildings were tall and on the thin side, with tiny porches. The

whole complex went around in a U shape. The developer had

packed as many in as possible and neglected things like green