Friendship Makes the Heart Grow Fonder (9781455517763) by Verge Higgins Lisa

Author:Verge Higgins, Lisa
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781455517756
Publisher: Hachette Book Group USA

“No way did it look this steep on the website.”

Monique stood at the top of a sheer precipice, frozen not from the wind cutting over the edge but by the distance between where she stood a few yards from the brink, and the alpine valley far, far below.

“Cameras can’t always pick up depth perception.” Becky planted her hands on her hips and dared to lean forward a bit. “But, man, my depth perception is working today. Those are some big pines down there, and we’re way above the top of them.”

“I specifically told them that we’re beginners.”

“Lost in translation?” Becky scuffed her feet against the rock, like a runner itchy to get onto the track. “Or maybe they just didn’t want to scare the heck out of you before you got here.”

Becky grinned. A somewhat crazed, maniacal grin, Monique thought. Becky wore her usual amber sunglasses beneath the climbing helmet strapped onto her head. A harness sagged on her lean hips. The girl should look exhausted, not just from yesterday’s drama in the catacombs, but also because the three of them had hauled themselves out of their Parisian hotel before five a.m. to make a flight to Zurich, where they switched to a train that chugged them into Interlaken Ouest only so they could load onto a bus that took them to the Hotel Sonne, where, after checking in, they raced to catch the Swiss alpine guide van waiting to pick them up just outside the hotel.

Trains, planes, and buses for six hours straight…and Becky looked wired, and twitchy, and very much awake.

A whir of a camera caught Monique’s attention. Judy, wrapped up to her ears in a scarf, aimed the lens of the camera at her. “They’re calling you, ladies.” Judy poked her head around the viewfinder and tilted her head toward the step-off point. “You’re next.”

Monique glanced to where the über-fit, ex-Olympic athlete was waving them over. She waved back though she couldn’t really hear him over the roar of the motorcycles pulling off the road into the scrubby clearing. There must have been a dozen bikes kicking up alpine dust as the riders parked their hogs. One rider pulled his helmet off and an iron-gray ponytail dropped out, brushing the back of his belt.

With Judy and Becky trailing, Monique headed toward Hans or Henrick or whatever his name was—the guy who’d given them, like, a ten-minute lesson on how to rappel. “Sure you don’t want to come, Judy? I hear it takes a half hour for the van to bring you down to the landing point. You could rappel in less than that.”

“Oh, you’re funny.”

“It’d be a hell of a photo to show Bob and the kids when you got home.”

“They’d say it’s Photoshopped.”

“You don’t know how to Photoshop.”

“You do your midlife crisis your way. I’ll do mine my way.” Judy gestured toward a couple of stone benches under a little copse of trees. “I’m taking a nap on one of those.”

Hans greeted them and urged them toward the ropes.

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