C51 chapter 51

Medora

“Bronwyn, put on your shoes now!” I yelled, exasperation creeping into my voice. This was the third time I’d asked her, and she still refused to listen.

We’d traveled to Boston three days ago to spend time with my parents before heading to Millie’s family house for the Christmas hangout. Millie had called earlier, saying her driver would pick me up at 6 p.m.