The Friend Who Vanished in a Maybach

On New Year's Eve, a message from my best friend, Lily Walton, popped up.

[I rented a Maybach for our cats to go back to our hometown. A thousand per person. It has heating and surveillance. Isn't that a great deal?]

I glanced at my banking app, where my mortgage had just been deducted.

[Forget it. My Mochi isn't a princess. She can't afford such an expensive ride.]

The next day, I got a selfie from her—hugging her pet cat inside a Maybach.

[Chloe, it's such a shame you didn't come. The owner was nice enough to give me a ride home too.]