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“What?” he asked.
She handed him the phone.
“How do you already have a thousand likes and twenty comments on a piece of pie you posted ten minutes ago?”
She shrugged. “Not that. Scroll down a little.”
“‘Last warning. Drop out, or you’re next,’” he read. A skull and bones emoji followed the comment.
“He must not like pie either,” she said with a chuckle. “At least he spelled you’re correctly this time.”
“This isn’t funny, Daisy. This is why I’m here.”
“Hm.”
“Did you post the name of the diner or what town we’re in?”
“Um.”
He scrolled back to the top to find out exactly what she’d said. One of the pictures was the sign for the diner. It wouldn’t take more than an internet search to figure out where they were. “Daisy, you’re gonna have to stop posting stuff like this.”
“What do you mean? I have to post. Especially during this time leading up to the award ceremony. That’s the whole reason I’m going to New York. I need to win this thing.”
“Need to? Why?”
“Never mind, you wouldn’t understand.”
“Try me.”
She sucked in a breath and huffed it out. “If I win the award, I’ll get more viewers, which means more sponsors. That leads to more money, which gives me more freedom.”
“Freedom to do what?”
“Whatever I want. I wouldn’t be locked into specific tropes. I could post whatever I wanted about whatever topic I wanted. I wouldn’t have to worry about losing viewers or money.”
“You don’t like the travel stuff?”
“Let’s just forget it, okay?”
There was obviously more to it, but short of dragging it out of her, he’d have to wait until she wanted to tell him. It wasn’t important to their current issue anyway.
“Posting where you are in real-time puts you in danger. How ’bout a compromise? Do the videos, but post them only after we’ve left the area. So, maybe they’re all a day behind. No one will know the difference, will they?”
“I guess not. Fine. I can do that.”
“Also, screenshot that and text it to me. I’ll check into the username.”
“To every heart, there are two keys. One is thank you, and the other is…” she said. The rhyme was her mother’s favorite method for eliciting politeness when Daisy and her sisters were young.
He narrowed his brows. “Do it, or I’ll break your knees.”
She smiled. “See, threats are no big deal. Everyone makes them.”
He shook his head.
On the drive to the next town, a town due west and not at all on the way, Daisy worked on her laptop and remained quiet.
“What about food tonight?” he asked.
