Hidden Cargo

~Raina~

The bag was packed by six.

Three business suits. Two gowns, one for the LEG welcome dinner and one for the race weekend gala. Shoes. The Dubai heat requiring different fabric than New York, which Jess had accounted for and I had ignored until last night when I repacked everything myself anyway, which was a habit Jess had long since stopped arguing with.

And at the bottom of the second bag,