Running behind. Trailer has a flat.
Becca replied by sending Nikki her ok-emoji. She was humming under her breath as she combed out Dreamy’s mane when another text came in.
Tire won’t hold air. Guess, I won’t be riding today. Nikki’s message was accompanied by a sad-looking emoji.
Shit. Becca’s eyes welled up with tears. Ever since they’d made the plans she’d been looking forward to their ride together. Plus, not only did she have to convince both of her parents that she would be socially-distant and utterly responsible, she’d also made sandwiches and brought drinks and chips for them. Not to mention that she’d washed her hair last night and messed with it forever. She had even put lip gloss on, never mind that Nikki probably wasn’t even going to see it.
Her hand that held the brush had fallen to her side and Dreamy craned her neck toward Becca to see what was going on. Oh, and did she maybe have a treat?