Chapter 11
Sandi had towel-dried her hair. The en suite bathroom in the shared gold, white and blue bedroom was larger than her bedroom in Denver. She’d never once thought about how a modern bathroom might just make the difference from nice to amazing in washing the worry away.
She needed to be clean if hair, makeup and dresses were coming here, for her. Sandi fixed the knots as she glanced out the window. The sun would soon set and tonight’s adventure would begin.
Charles was still curled in the sheets they’d wrinkled together with his eyes closed, but she couldn’t have slept more. Every cell in her body was too awake and alive as she thought about the party.
Everyone she’d ever know would want pictures so she checked that her phone was being charged.
It was. Good.
She continued to
