Nine: Mia Conner

Nine

Mia Conner

I was going to Vegas.

Ever since I'd had Harper, I hadn't really gone anywhere. It wasn't like I'd ever had the money to. But I'd saved up a lot to get the bakery, and I had enough that I could make the trip work. When I got to the airport, I checked my luggage and went to wait until the plane arrived. As I sat there, I noticed a tall, burly man in a suit with sunglasses on inside looking directly at me.

It might have been my imagination. After all, the sunglasses could have meant that he was looking anywhere and not at me. But the hair on the back of my neck stood up every time I looked over at him.

I checked my phone.

The plane wouldn't arrive for another forty minutes, so I got up and went to go and get a coffee and a magazine to read. I figured if I were right, the stranger in the sunglasses would follow me. As I was walking towards the coffee and magazine stand, someone grabbed my arm.

"Hello, Mia." I looked up at the stranger that had grabbed hold of