The trip to Chicago was more painful than she thought. 

She cried throughout the flight and only paused when she realized she couldn't find her luggage through all the stream of tears that was making her vision blurry. 

In the taxi, she wiped her blotty face with some wipes and applied some lotion, a wisp of mascara and a dab of lip gloss just so she could look presentable when she shows up at the front door of her mother's best friend's mansion on the Gold Coast. 

Unfortunately, her mascara came running down her. . .