Chapitre 29: Nikki

San Francisco is beautiful.

My feet lead me as I look around the small streets of the busy city. New York is the city that never sleeps but I would say this city could easily rival it. I’ve been around the area known as China town and into the small shops meant specifically for tourist looking for a good deal on cotton tee’s and postcards that they can send to their loved ones.

I stop at one when I find something worth buying, something my mother would always bring Brody and I when her and dad returned form their week long trips out of the country, a snow globe.

I’m currently shaking my snow globe when my phone buzzes in my pants pocket. Grabbing it and seeing Mick’s name on the collar ID, I find a small alley way and duck inside answering quickly, hating that I sound out of breath.

“Mick.”

“Nikki, I thought I would call and see how things are going.”

“Good, we’re in San Francisco.”

“And our plan?” He asks dragging out the bored effect of him not caring about my location.