“So, when would you move in?” May asked as she stood up from the porch, brushing her hands on her clothe.
“This weekend. You’d be free to help me out, right?” Georgia looked up at her.
“Yes! I’d be more than happy to help.” May grinned and stretched out her hand to help Georgia get up from the porch.
“Thank you, May,” Georgia said, taking her hand with a warm smile.
“It’s no problem. What are best friends for?” May waved her hand like it was nothing.
“You should get going now, so you can get ready for your blind date,” Georgia reminded her, a teasing look in her eyes.
“Right,” May groaned. “Let’s go together. I’ll book an Uber. We’ll drop you off first.”
THIRTY MINUTES LATER
The Uber slowly rolled to a stop in front of a tall, shiny black gate. The compound was big, bigger than mo
