Chapter 142

Iris was waiting for her at the airport. "Hey there. How are you?"

"I'm good,” Pearl said, unconvincingly.

"How was Italy?" Iris asked, helping her put her bags in the car.

Pearl paused and sighed. “It was the best time of my life."

Iris drove her to Dylan's house. He was there, at the door, waiting to greet her.

"Hey there,” he said, hugging her. "I'm glad you're home."

He walked her into the house. "I set up a room for you,” he said, leading her to a newly remodeled bedroom upstairs. He had moved a bed in and bought her new bedding and blankets. All of her books and journals were neatly lined on a bookshelf and her clothes were all hung in the walk in closet.

"You didn't have to do this, I was expecting to come home to boxes piled up somewhere,” she said.

"I remember your apartment. The boxes you left packed. I didn't want that for you here."

She smiled and hugged him.

"Thank you,” She said.

"You've got a day to get settled and then we are off to New York. Better try to ge