LAURA

I was hanging a gown in the closet when my phone rang from the bed.

My mom’s name flashed across the screen when I picked it up and that was when I remembered that I was actually supposed to call her yesterday to let her know that I’d arrived safely.

Answering the call, I placed the phone against my ear.

“Hey, Mom.”

“Hey, munchkin,” Her raspy voice drifted across the speakers, “How are you, love?”

I sighed as I dropped down on the foot of my bed, the sound of her voice causing a sense of calm to wash over me. “I’m good. I was so tired yesterday, I...