~Lynlee~
“Don’t forget your laptop charger,” Lotti said, bringing it over to my bag.
“I am capable of packing, you know,” I said, moving the charger from my suitcase to my backpack. I never left important electronics in my checked bag on a plane. While not impossible, writing a book without a laptop was pretty difficult.
“Oh, snacks!” she gasped before rushing out of my bedroom. Mr. Muffins gave me a bored look from atop my pillow.
“I know, buddy. But she’s the good kind of crazy,” I told him as if he understood. “She’s going to take good care of you.” My oversized cat just blinked as if I was not worth his time. He had been protesting me since the suitcase came out last night.
“Lotti, I’ll be fine!” I called.
“We both know that’s a lie,” she said, returning with an armful of sn
