“We Need Your Apartment For The Weekend,” She Texted—Without Asking

jiggled the knob harder, then shoulder-checked the door.

“Why isn’t this opening?” she snapped.

Jason tried the handle like his shoulders could intimidate technology. Nothing.

“This isn’t funny,” Megan hissed at the door.

Her kids started whining. Jason’s dad looked at the building number. “Are you sure this is the right place?”

Megan’s eyes flashed. “Yes.continue reading …