Chapter 11

Zoe's POV

Maisie had spent the whole day before the race to go shopping and get me a full parlor treatment because apparently, I had been neglecting myself of late.

The Races started early in the morning so we had to wake up even earlier.

I groaned as I felt Maisie pull the covers off of me and I rolled over.

“Come on! It’s the big day! Let’s go save Uncle Simmons, girl!” She said, when I didn’t move she threatened, “Don’t make me use the tried and true method of water spray. I don’t want to dry my pillows.”

Yes, I had stayed over at her place.

Everything back home reminded me of John, his cheating and shameless ways, his frauds, and his stupid offers and deals. Maisie had informed Aunt Julie to not wait for me and I was grateful to still have some people in my life who still cared.

“Okay, Okay! I’m up! No need for the big guns!” I groaned again but stayed up stretching anyway.

Once we were both showered, she showed me what she had picked for me.

It was an elegant white backle