Untwisted
“After heading back to the house to say goodbye to Gray’s mother—who had seemed unnaturally misty-eyed, which might have been a byproduct of the ultrasound appointment or just that day’s smog activity—and to pack a couple of bags, they were on the road again to San Jose. About an hour into the trip, Jazz came to two conclusions.
They hadn’t called Molly to ascertain she was willing to see them so soon. Or hell, that she would even be home.
And she was hungry. Seriously freaking hungry.
The second issue was solved with a quick detour through the drive-thru, though she was guilted into getting a salad with her chocolate shake. Not that she cared. Even wilted lettuce under fat free dressing tasted absolutely glorious.
The first issue involved a phone call that had Jazz’s now sated belly crawling with nerves as the phone rang.
“Hello? Who’s this?”
Jazz inhaled sharply at the sound of the girl’s rich, alto voice, causing Gray to look her way in obvious alarm.
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