Re: Rhiannon + Bethany + Open
Rhiannon saw that the librarian was hesitant. Nothing about the four-wheeler helmet of a teenage boy appealed, but a head injury wasn’t a ton of fun either, especially when an ambulance would have a tough time getting through that mess on the highway. She grinned when it was taken and strapped on. “Yeah.” Rhiannon backed away from the tube and tried not to laugh when she realized her new acquaintance was wearing pajamas. “If it starts to flip, lean the other way, and don’t let go.” Rhiannon bopped the head of the ATV driver, the one she’d snatched a can of spray paint from last year just to show him up. Then she out herself on what she assumed was the sidewalk. It was hard to tell. The hunter’s cheeks were pink and glistening with melted snow as she waited to see the results.
She got out her phone and texted Cian: ‘Wake up and look outside ;)’