TRACY’S POV

“I’m already on the highway, Jenna. Don’t start with me about timing.”

Jenna’s laugh came through the speaker bright and familiar. “Tracy, you never roll in early for Thanksgiving. Your mom is going to walk through that door and think she is seeing a ghost three days ahead of schedule.”

“That is the entire point. I want the look on her face. And you better have your night free because we are hitting every place we used to sneak into when we were sixteen. Childhood friend privileges are still in effect.”

“Deal. Text me the second you park. Drive careful.”

I ended the call and kept my eyes...