EMMA
"If I had half the intelligence I claim to have, I would have taken you up on your offer to move in here with you as soon as you mentioned it." With a happy sigh, I turned over on my raft to grin at Jenny, who was stretched out on a chaise lounge alongside the pool. "This could be my life all the time. I wouldn't have to worry about sweating through every night, trying to get lukewarm water for a shower, how to keep my food cold . . . or my new best friend, the skink."
Jenny laughed and shaded her eyes to look at me. "You have a new best friend who's a skank? Do tell. Do I know her?"
"Skink, not skank," I corrected. "And no, I don't believe you've had the pleasure. We met four nights ago . . . you remember the day we had that killer storm, and then instead of cooling things off t
