Kenzie Reeves Out Of Town -

It was standing in the middle of the road, wearing a tiny knitted sweater. Kenzie slammed the brakes. The goat stared at her. She stared back.

Kenzie opened her mouth to explain about the cabin, the friends, the itinerary—but the woman had already pressed a chipped mug into her hands. The tea was smoky and sweet. The jam was fig and chili. And for the first time in maybe ten years, Kenzie didn’t check her watch. kenzie reeves out of town

The cabin was three hundred miles north. Her phone had 12% battery. Her friends—Jade, Marcus, and Theo—were already en route, presumably blasting music and leaving crumbs everywhere. Kenzie did the only logical thing: she rented the last available car at the counter, a lime-green compact with a dented bumper and a faint smell of wet dog. It was standing in the middle of the