CHAPTER 11
Getting stranded on a stretch of the Glenn Highway as scenic as Mendeltna might not have been quite so terrible if she had thought to bring bug spray with her. She locked herself in the car and killed three mosquitoes before the buzzing finally stopped. At least it wasn’t too hot. Half an hour. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s not like she had anywhere to rush to in Anchorage. She didn’t even know where she’d be spending the night. She should take advantage of the time to finish off some business. Like telling the daycare she was leaving. And asking Kim if her sister knew of anybody in town who needed a nanny or house-sitter or roommate. But she was too mentally exhausted. She thought about her conversation with Raphael, how he said he had hardly slept more than a few hours last nigh
