Wren

“Oh my god, shush,” I whisper-yell, laughing as I hug my little bag to my chest, running towards the silhouette of the car.

Adrenaline surges through my body, my heart racing.

Judi giggles with a hand over her mouth. “We look like thieves.”

I giggle some more, slipping into the Uber out front, and Judi gets in with me.

The laughter tumbles out of our lips loudly as the driver pulls out of the club house.

“If Ray finds out, I’m dead.” Even as I say that, I can’t help ...