Chapter 20 - Jo Thompson

Jo POV

The flight home was quiet and peaceful. I can’t believe I was putting my tail between my legs, and I am running home to Mommy and daddy. Standing in the middle of the airport, watching people pass, has become somewhat normal for me. I take a deep breath, grab my bag and throw it over my shoulder while I pull my suitcase with my other hand.

“Jo?” I hear someone call, and I frown, looking around, trying to find the source of the voice, and I find it. I can’t believe this is happening to me.

“Becca,” I say as she walks to me with open arms and pulls me into an embrace. My bag falls on the floor, but she doesn’t even budge. I keep my hands on my things while she squashes me. I haven’t seen her since high school.

“I heard you were living in New York. What brings you back home?” She asks as she grabs my bag and carries it to the airport bar. I take a deep breath, following her. The last thing I need right now is a meddling person in my life.

“Yeah, I just needed a vacation,”