Chapter 25

One year after the night I stood outside Jason's patio door, I finally went to Cabo San Lucas. It was the first weekend of September, and Grace had just turned six months old. I didn't spend three months working overtime to pay for everyone else's vacation, and I didn't spend Friday afternoon printing out schedules for people who treated me like an assistant. Two weeks before the trip, Audrey and my two closest friends at the agency, Lauren and Beth, had started a group chat. The first message...