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“Good morning.” I smile as I walk into the nurses’ station.

“Hey, you’re back.” Leonie smiles as she hands me the huge stack of patient files. “How’s the big homeowner doing?”

“Great.” I laugh. Today is my first shift back at work after a week off. “Thanks for letting me do day shift for the next few weeks. My new dog is still settling in, and I can’t leave him at night just yet.” I open the first folder and begin to read the notes.

“What’s his name?” Karen asks.

“My dog?” I move to the second folder. “Barry.”

“Barry?” Warren frowns. “Why the hell would you call your dog Barry?”

“I didn’t. He came with it.”

“So . . . tell us all about your house. We’ve been dying for updates,” Leonie puts in.

“Well.” I shrug. “The house is terrible, but the street is nice.”

“And the neighbors?”

“Are . . . great.”

Warren turns to the computer, and Leonie widens her eyes at me behind his back.

“What?” I mouth.

She scribbles on some paper.

Karen told me that Warren is going to ask you out on a date today.

My eyes widen. Shit. I have felt him being super friendly for a while now, and I really don’t know how to handle it because I treasure our friendship. We work together nearly every shift; it’s just going to be awkward between us if he asks me out. Renee scribbles another note.

Tell him that you have a boyfriend or something.

“Are you kidding me?” I mouth.

Before he asks you out or it’s going to be fucking awkward.

True.

“I have a garden, and my dog is great. I really think I’m going to like it there.” I ramble on.

“I’m really looking forward to Deb’s bachelorette party on Saturday,” Leonie says.

“Me too,” I reply. Not really. There’s that small problem of Barry being home alone. It will be fine; he’ll be settled in by then, surely.

“So what made you buy in that area?” Warren asks. “It’s a fair way from your old place.”

Um. I try to think on my feet. I need to buy some time. “I got back with my ex,” I lie.

Warren looks up from the computer, horrified. “What?” He glances between Renee and me. “Since when?”

“Well . . .” I pause. Oh no, please don’t question this. I can’t lie for shit.

Leonie cuts in. “Ages ago. He lives next door, doesn’t he? You found the property while you were staying at his house.”

What?

That is the worst lie of all time.

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