(Aaliyah)
December 23rd.
Two days to Christmas.
Jaime had been gracious enough to give the entire office a day off, and I know I should have been using the day to relax and unwind, to mentally prepare myself for the week-long ordeal I was about to endure at my family’s hands.
Instead… here I was...
Trying to make hotel reservations.
Aspen was supposed to be the perfect holiday getaway with its picturesque views and cozy, bright evenings, and I should have taken all of these into account and noted that people would be just as eager to head back there.
But I hadn’t.
I stared at my laptop screen, a very mean scowl etched on my face as I scrolled through hotel listings for the hundredth time that morning, but just like I had been receiving all morning, every place I checked was full t
