Chapter 6
Allison got in her car and headed toward her sister’s house to bring Presley dress shopping. She probably should have made a larger cup of coffee, but she had hope she’d be able to help Presley find the perfect dance attire before lunchtime. She sent up a silent prayer and focused on the road.
Luna lived seven minutes away, but with tourist season on the horizon, the drive time would double if not triple by the middle of summer. Luckily, it was still early in the year and only a few cars drove the main strip past the boardwalk toward the other side of town.
She pulled up to Luna’s single-family ranch and parked in the driveway. Just as she climbed out of the driver’s side, Presley skipped outside, arms in the air, wristlet in her hand. Her long hair was straightened, and Allis
