I said, “Currently, I have no money, you have no money, I’m on the brink of professional ruin, and I just drove halfway across the continental United States to the one place I never want to see again.”
“That’s right,” Skye said. “Oh, except don’t forget about Bob and the baby.”
“Of course.”
She clasped both hands under her chin. “Does Flynn still hate your guts?”
“In a word, yes.”
“What happened when you guys broke up?”
I sighed. “It’s a long story.”