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and lunching with her elite group of friends, though she did take more of a personal interest in Chelsea than Rachel’s mother ever had in her own daughter. Chelsea reaped the benefits of being wealthy without having to really work for anything. She enjoyed lunching and shopping, whereas Rachel didn’t get any kind of thrill from either. Rachel, however, did accept some of the perks of having a successful and wealthy father, one being the luxurious ride she was driving.
    “Well, that’s good they contacted you at least. How is your devilishly good-looking and single brother doing these days?” Chelsea asked sweetly.
    Oh boy , Rachel thought. That is one relationship that had been attempted more than once and failed each time. Why can’t Chelsea see they’re never going to be a match? “Ethan is still Ethan. I don’t know what you like about him so much, Chelsea.”
    “I think it’s pretty much just how damn sexy he is. Yup, that’s it.” Chelsea was laughing hard.
    “Good grief, woman, have you no shame? You seem to forget he’s also my brother, so I can’t say I can put him in the sexy category,” Rachel teased.
    “Well, on that note, next time you talk to that sexy doctor, tell him I say hello.” Chelsea’s voice turned thick with feigned lust.
    “Yeah, I’ll be sure to do that.” Rachel’s sarcasm was equally as thick.
    “Call me when you arrive at the hotel tonight. Where are you staying at again?”
    “I’ll stop in Spokane for the night. I figured the Realty office will be closed by the time I get in tonight, so I might as well see what Spokane looks like. That way, I will be super well rested when I see my new place tomorrow,” she responded excitedly.
    “God, what if it’s a total dump, or, like, not what you thought it was going to be?” Chelsea’s voice was laced with sudden panic.
    “I’m sure it’s fine. The woman I spoke with said it was the nicest one they had available. She seemed professional and not like some backwoods hillbilly, okay?” Rachel said as the image of a redneck real estate agent showing her a home in a swamp appeared in her tired brain.
    “How did you know I was just thinking, ‘What if that were the case?’” Chelsea squealed.
    “Because I know you, and how worried you are, and how you are secretly hoping this doesn’t work out, and that I will have to come back.”
    “Okay, okay, you totally know me. And yes, maybe I’m kind of hoping you go up there and hate it. But I do want you to know I want you to be happy, and I’m glad you are going on this adventure. Just really would have been fun to have gone with you,” Chelsea said sadly.
    “I know, but this is something I sort of need to do on my own. But I love you, and I promise to call you when I get in. I just hope it’s sometime soon, because the scenery here is getting a little boring, to be honest,” Rachel said as she passed more sagebrush and bald, rolling mountains.
    “Well, drive safe.” Chelsea disconnected the line.
    “I thought they called this the Evergreen State. Where are all the trees?” Rachel wondered out loud.
    As she ventured farther into the state and neared the large city of Spokane, she could see some trees, but they weren’t quite like the ones she had seen on the Internet. She did, however, like Spokane. Bright lights and tall buildings surrounded her on a fast-moving freeway, but unlike any rush hour traffic she had ever experienced, the cars were actually moving at the speed limit and the drivers weren’t weaving in and out, only to stop suddenly in front of other cars. Rachel got off at the exit that would lead her to the familiar hotel chain where she had a reservation.
    After checking into a comfortable room, showering quickly, and texting Chelsea, she crawled into bed. Her eyes closed before her head hit the pillow, and Rachel fell into a coma-like sleep as exhaustion fully took over her road-worn body.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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