Especially when you’re tired.
I shifted back against the headboard, phone warm in my hand.
Me:Downside of being raised
in Tennessee, I guess.
Dani:Tennessee…That explains
the boots and the cowboy
hat hanging up in the hall.
Me:That hat’s practical.
Dani:Sure it is, cowboy.
Cowboy.
I stared at it for a second, unsure of how to respond. Unsure of how to feel about the way that the nickname made me feel.
Me:You always go snooping
around people’s homes?
Dani:Only with people
I’m curious about.
Dani:So… where in Tennessee?
Me:Small town. Outside Nashville.
Farm country.
Dani:Wait. Like…
an actual farm?
Me:Horses. Hay. Chickens.
The whole thing.
Dani:That explains a lot.
Me:Such as?
Dani:Why you’re so calm. And why
you look like you belong outdoors
more than anywhere else.
How did you not love that?
Me:I didn’t want that life back
then. Kinda wanted to get out
