PRIMROSE

Her hands shook as she rode to the Alexakis mansion in the backseat of Sam’s car.

“Do we really have to do this?” She asked, turning to him. Maybe we could have waited till Grandma returned.”

“I want them to hear it from us first,” Sam said from the other end of the seat. The space between them could fit a literal train. “I don’t want anyone spinning the narrative.”

She nodded and held her hands together even as they shook even more like she had a chill. ...