Wren

“I wish you didn’t have to go.” I pout, helping Judi pack up her suitcase.

She glances at me from the vanity. “I know, honey. But Ray is right, it’s risky. Plus, I need to go back to work.”

“Yea, I know he’s right.” I huff. “At least we got to explore New Orleans for a bit. Can’t believe you got so many clothes, Judi.”

“Oh hush.” She glares playfully, dabbing some powder on her face.

I put the last of her things in, and zip up the suitcase when there’s a ...