“Bye,” Becky said, opening the door and stepping out into the spring sunshine.

“Fuck,” she mumbled under her breath, completely forgetting she didn’t have a car or a phone. No way was she going to go back inside, so she headed out for a walk toward the bus stop.

“We’re going to catch a bus again,” Becky told Abby.

“I liked the bus,” Abby said.

They waited at the stop and within five minutes the bus arrived. Becky walked up the stairs and paid their ...