~Joan~

I kept tossing on the bed, unable to find a position that felt right. Had it always been this hard to sleep?

Rhoda was already fast asleep. She’d crashed the moment we got home from the long walk—our mistake.

We’d told Aaron not to bring his car because it was supposed to be a walk, not a drive. Besides, he wasn’t exactly great company.

Throwing on a pair of shorts and a top, I slipped out of the room, carefully shutting the door behind me. Rhoda was a ...