“Vanessa is totally right,” Kendra said.

“We should just let the staff handle everything.”

I walked to my back seat and reached for the white garment bag.

The thick plastic cover protected the layers of silk inside.

Vanessa slid her hand over the hanger hook before I could lift it.

“I’m taking this straight up to the room,” she said.

“I can carry it,” I said.

“Sweetie, you have enough to worry about today.”