“No. I’m so sorry, Mr. Rhodes. I tried calling Brad after you, and he’s not answering, and I’m…” This is the moment. The moment I run out of words. What am I actually going to do? This town shuts up shop for the holidays, nothing is open, and I’ll bet all of the options for accommodation are displaying No Vacancy signs, thanks to the festive season. He pokes his tongue against the inside of his cheek for a moment. No doubt thinking I’m the human equivalent of a dumpster fire. Meanwhile I’m sitting in the front seat, wearing an outfit that is definitely not appropriate for spending time with a
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