You can be such a baby sometimes, T. I loved it. Ateit UP.
Capri:
I enjoyed it! But I am with Teagan; the descriptions were nauseating. Listening to it on audio just made it even worse. It’s one thing to read an overly bloody scene, but to have it read to you? It was horrific.
Lexi:
If a person with an axe were chasing me, I’d just turn and tackle them to the ground. An axe is heavy. It’s hard to swing quickly. I’d snatch it up and chop him to bits, then lick the axe clean.
Teagan:
Respectfully, what is wrong with you?
Capri:
HAHAHAHA. Lexi is a woman, hear her roar!
Lexi:
Ain’t no damn man swinging a stupid axe taking me down.
Teagan:
I’m glad you have a plan because if someone ever ran at me with a freaking axe, I think I’d faint and giveup on the spot.
Capri:
That’s why our men will take care of us while Lexi goes all final girl.
Lexi:
Maybe I’ll make the axe murderer fall in love with me instead.
Teagan:
That’d definitely be an epic plot twist.
Chapter ten
My nose is pressed up against the glass as close as I can get without leaving unsightly impressions of my nostrils on the plane window while I gaze out at the beautiful greenery that Scotland has to offer. I can’t believe we are really here. We are in Scotland. And only hours away from meeting our favorite author in the world.
My stomach feels like a volcano that isn’t quite dormant anymore, bubbling with nerves just waiting to explode.
Gosh, that sounds disgusting when I think of it like that.
But I haven’t been able to eat properly for the last few days because I’ve been so excited and nervous for this trip.
I still can’t believe that we are being treated to an all-inclusive stay—including travel arrangements that got us into first class!
This type of stuff doesn’t happen to little nobodies like me. Sure, I work as an assistant to our local library in Wilmington while also making pretty decent royalties from the podcast. I make pennies compared to most people, and I sure as hell am not the type of girl who would splurge for a first-class ticket like this.
I don’t think any of us are used to this type of treatment.
I shift my gaze from the window and stare across the row at my friends. Lexi is asleep next to me with her Kindle on her lap. Her chair is reclined, and the fluffy cow-print blanket she brought is draped over her. She tooka sleeping pill and knocked out shortly after the flight attendant served us dinner that consisted of a caprese pasta salad and a red velvet cake muffin for dessert. I would give my life to have another one of those muffins.
Capri and Lee are in the row just across from us and are cuddled up together. Yes, over the vast and spacious armrest. They are watching a movie and keep giving each other looks that only people who know each other inside out could decipher.
Seeing them so happy in love makes me want to scream.
