“I’m not going to sleep on this flight,” is the last thing I say before I fall asleep. We land in Cancun five hours later; I wake dry-mouthed with my hair knotted around my necklace. I am not at all refreshed. Reed and I disembark the airplane into a swaddle of hot, humid early evening air, and my skin becomes slick with light sweat, down to my iridescent yellow pedicure.
Hooked. Cannot wait for the next installment. Also dying bc yesterday I tried to get my fellow divorced pal to do an impromptu Paris trip this weekend.
Blarg! Please let there be more parts to this!
Hooked. Cannot wait for the next installment. Also dying bc yesterday I tried to get my fellow divorced pal to do an impromptu Paris trip this weekend.
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Can’t wait to hear all about this trip! Please part 2!!!! 💕👏🏻👏🏻💕
The yellow pedicure!
Amazing