WHEN RUTH SET THE UGLY luggage in her temporary living room, it was like breathing in fresh mountain air. She hadn’t felt so revived since... since she first kissed Agnes, actually.
Speak of the devil! Agnes arrived, hovering in the open door. When Ruth caught sight of the girl in the bright orange hoodie, she pulled Agnes in. The last thing she needed was the neighbours taking notice.
They only had use of the second floor apartment, but it was enough for Agnes to say, “Wow, fancy!”
“I know,” Ruth replied. “This Bill usually rents the place for twelve hundred a week. Can you imagine?”
“I always knew you were secretly rich,” Agnes teased.
Ruth grinned because, actually, her family was well-off. She didn’t like to mention it, particularly because she’d always made a point of earn
