Jess knew her face would be plastered all over the paper in the morning declaring her some great American hero. The local papers and TV stations had already been calling the house trying to get a private interview. She had relented to this offer to speak publicly hoping that people wouldn’t keep talking about her so much if she just got it out of the way and answered everything all at once. Someone else just had to come along and do something spectacular and she’d quickly become old news.
Steph stepped up next to her. They smiled at each other. Sisters of tragedy.
After Steph received her fifteen minutes of fame among a torrent of flashbulbs, they walked down the boardwalk to where Jess had parked.
Moments later, they arrived at their destination. The news crews weren’t likely to guess where they were spending the weekend. It would hopefully be quiet. This weekend trip was part of their therapy. The stood side by side and surveyed the campsite before them. Jess had been hesitant to accept the advice. Shortly after, she’d spoken to Steph and they agreed that if they went together, they could handle it.
“So did you mean what you said about fearlessness?” Steph asked.
Jess nodded emphatically. “Every word of it,” she replied. “We’re here aren’t we?”
Steph nodded thoughtfully.
“I think it’s going to be a good weekend,” Jess stated believing every word of it.
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