Mayfair (Girls of Spindrift 3)

“Then we just go to point C.”

“Hop on,” he said. “The rest of the alphabet is waiting for us.”

She laughed, wrapped her arms around him, laid her head against his back, and whispered good-bye.

It was captured in the wind that washed over them and drifted off to find someone to hear it somewhere.

For now, it really didn’t matter who that was.