e until the plane finally slowed and then skidded to a stop. S

a voice so chipper, Andrea wanted to unbuckle her

y were saying. It didn’t sound good. Though part of her was scared to take off again because of her last experience, she was worried about not making it home in ti

t had arranged a driver to take them to the main terminal. The plane would be gro

ching another flight. Of course, if the airport in Milwaukee was really closed, she didn’t think that would be possible. Could she drive home to E

the heat. She was wearing a long black coat and pulled it closed around her simple black leggings

oned, “My granddaughter loves Wi

people recognized her but didn’t go crazy. “I’m

she finds out I was ab

h, which also made her happy because she

tant, Kelsey Dillon, who took care of these sorts of things. But she had known Kelsey wouldn’t want to travel to Wisconsin with her, so she’d let the woman have the rest of the month off. Andrea would be headed to Cal

lights. The board indicated that all of the flights to Milwaukee had been cancelled. In fact, it l

when she heard a squeal a few feet away from her. Andrea looked up to see a blonde woman with a huge smile on her face,

about to be mobbed by fans—and these looked to be some crazy fans! Without even making her phone

r couple and was thankful the doors were closing. But the blonde’s face appeared in front of her, an arm outstretch