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She raises her shoulders. “Should I have left the wife option open?” She motions over her shoulder. “I’ll let him know.”

I grab her hand. “No! I don’t have time to date… or get married.”

“You need to do something other than work.”

“I love my work.”

The back door flies open. My mother parades in looking way too happy, which is saying a lot coming from me.

“Cheri.” My mom draws out my name with her fake French accent, and wraps her arms around my shoulders.

“Is everything okay? I need to get to roller derby practice.” I hoist the strap of my gear bag over my shoulder when she lets go.

She reaches into her Gucci-knock-off purse, pulls out a small packet of papers, and slaps them at my hand that’s holding the phone number. I reposition the paper Avery gave me so I can see what my mom added.

Airline tickets? I’m processing that they contain my name when she says, “I’m getting married! We bought your flight, paid for your room, and all of your food is covered.”

“To who… you don’t… how?” I’m certain that she said she’s getting married, but she’s not dating. I would know. I live with her. When neither of us is working, we play Scrabble and binge Netflix.

As that thought highlights the stagnation of my life, I’m grateful that Avery got a guy’s number for me. My entire life revolves around work, derby, and hanging out with my mom. I’m twenty—not a teenager anymore. I need to grow. And maybe, I need a man, or at least a good time with one.

Still confused, I turn my attention back to my mom who is absolutely glowing. She says, “It’s shocking, but I met the perfect man. One thing led to another and he’s whisking me away for my dream wedding. I’ll still make time for you sweetie, but I’ve wanted a man in my life, and I found him.”

This is getting sadder by the minute. Skeptical of how she went from meeting a guy to having a destination wedding, I ask, “When did you meet him?”

“Yesterday. It’s crazy. But it’s love at first sight, and we’re not getting any younger. He’s here on vacation to visit his sons.” She squeezes my hands. “Please be happy for me. And please be on your flight tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” My question comes out in a shriek. I lower my voice to address the other problem. “How can you afford this?”

“He’s filthy rich, but that’s not why I’m marrying him. He’s the kindest man, and good in—”

“Stop, Mom. I have work and roller derby. I can’t just leave.” I try to shove the plane ticket back at her, but she doesn’t take it.

Avery clears her throat. “I could fill in for you.”

I’d forgotten she was there. “I couldn’t ask that.”

“You didn’t. I offered because that’s what friends are for. I can delay my last day one more week. And I’ll talk to the girls at Sugar D’s. We’ll make sure your shifts are covered.”

Avery’s already sending a text message, so I return my attention to my mom. “Why the rush?”

“The resort had a last-minute wedding cancellation. They’re booked out a year in advance. Cheri, this has to be the universe telling me it’s the right thing to do.”

“I’m happy for you.” At least I’m trying to be. I paste on a smile and hope it looks sincere.

“So, it’s a go? Surely you can miss a few roller derby practices,” Mom says.

“No.” I can’t ditch them on a whim. Plus, Avery hasn’t been able to participate in months and Angel is out with a suspicious ankle injury.

“She means yes. Everyone misses once in a while,” Avery says.

“Great! We can talk when you get home.” Mom exits so quickly, my head is spinning.

Avery plucks the packet from my hands, leaving me staring at Taz’s number. Could I be so lucky? All I have to do is put myself out there and the universe will handle the rest? My mom seems to think so. I’m not so sure. I’m happy, not lucky.

Avery gasps. “This place looks incredible.”

I angle my head to see the paper my mom printed about the location. A luxury resort with private hot tubs on every balconyand a crystal blue and aquamarine ocean on one side. The other side gets the ornate pool and cabana view.

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