Maya hadn't heard herself called "Babygirl" in fifteen years. Not since her father died. So when the girl behind the convenience store counter said it— "Easy, Babygirl, that's the third energy drink you've bought today" —Maya nearly dropped her change.
A disgraced tech CEO hiding in a seaside town finds an unlikely connection with a street-smart teenager who reminds her of the woman she used to be.
That stung. Because it was true.
"Vegas. He's a magician now." Jade didn't smile. "He sends postcards. 'Wish you were here, Babygirl.' But he's the one who left."
The next morning, she walked into the convenience store one last time. Jade was stacking energy drinks.