Chapter 42: That Would Be Crazy

Sabrina’s POV

The sun wakes Atlas and me bright and early. We decided we wanted to be back in New York around midday because Atlas has some business to take care of and I’m sure Dylan is dying to know the details of the weekend, so I’ll likely be playing a game of twenty-one questions with him.

We pack the Jeep with our belongings and drive down the road to a quiet café to grab a cup of coffee and some hot pastries for the road. The sun is shining bright, the heat beating down on us which is unusual as we come out of winter.

Atlas suggested we drive home with the roof down and I couldn’t agree with him more. There is something so nice about driving down an open highway with nothing but music vibrating your bones and the wind blowing through your hair.