Ellie couldn’t decide, but last night, she said Fiji was her final decision. “Great. When are we going?” “Whenever you want to go.” I shrug. “Tomorrow?” she asks me. “Tomorrow? Okay, let me make some calls and arrange the jet.” “Are you sure it’s not too much? Too expensive?” My brows furrow. “Do me a favour and log into your bank accounts.” “Um… okay.” She picks up her phone and pulls up her banking app. Her eyes widen. “This is a mistake,” she says, turning the screen to show me her balance. “That’s not a mistake, Ellie. Those numbers are correct.” “Where did it all come from?” She looks at
...more
