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“Huh? What number?”

I click on the number, and it calls it back.

“Took your time,” a deep voice snaps.

“Is that you, Harry?” I pretend to forget his name.

“Don’t push your luck, Juliet. I’m on the verge of poisoning your dog.”

His grumpiness makes me giggle. “Is Barry being bad?”

“What do you think?”

I smile. “On my way.”

“Hurry up.” The phone goes dead.

I stand and pull my dress down. “I’ve got to go home,” I call to Leonie.

“Why?”

“Because Harry is going to poison Barry,” I call.

“Huh? Who’s Barry?”

“My dog.”

“Who’s Harry?”

“My neighbor who is actually not named Harry, but it’s fun to call him Harry.”

“I’m so confused right now,” some random girl calls from the stall on the other side of me.

“That makes two of us,” calls Leonie.

I giggle. “Is anyone else’s stall spinning?” I ask.

“Yes,” everyone cries in unison.

I hug the girls goodbye and totter to the front door and call an Uber as the ground moves beneath me.

Oh man . . .

The car pulls up. “Thank you.” I open the door and put one leg out and then the other.

How the hell did I get so tipsy?

The cul-de-sac is quiet, not a peep to be heard. I look up at Henley’s house, and I smile. I imagine going inside and surprising him with my very own peep show.

“You have a good night,” I tell the Uber driver.

“You too.”

“Don’t pick up any drunk and disorderly people,” I tell him. “There are some real troublemakers out there.”

He smiles. “Are you all right to get out on your own?”

Boy, I’m so tipsy.

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