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“Wow. Sounds boring.”
“Golf is huge, darling,” she drawls. Zoey has developed a weird transatlantic accent in the last fifteen years. I guess, traveling all over the world to fashion shows and movie premiers, you become a hybrid of sorts.
“I’m a hockey girl.”
We both laugh when I say that.
For the next half hour, we catch up on everything that has been going on in our lives. While I love Zoey, she’s made me realize how much busier her life is than mine was previously. Systematic, repetitive even. Her demanding job allows no spare time whatsoever. She’s even attending a fashion show where the catwalk begins at the stroke of midnight tonight. How dull.
With no partner or family around to bring in the New Year, she immerses herself in work.
Exactly what Ash and I used to do.
My phone rings and I get excited when I see Ash’s name lit up on my screen.
I hit accept on my screen and lift it to my ear. “Hi. How did it go?” Although I’m clueless what it is.
“Really well. I’m already back at the hotel.” Oops, I check the time. Four o’clock. Our lunch has almost turned into dinner.
He continues, “I thought I would book dinner in the hotel restaurant and have champagne delivered to the room for midnight. The snow has already started.”
I look out of the restaurant window then down at the table, realizing we’ve eaten a twenty-inch pizza between us, and Ash wants to do dinner soon.
“Book it for eight o’clock, maybe nine.” I correct myself, looking at Zoey, and fill my cheeks with air signifying I’m so full my stomach might burst.
“Big lunch?” Ash asks, knowing how excited I was about coming to Baker’s Pizza.
“Huge.”
He chuckles down the phone at my reply.
“You’ll have to roll me into the restaurant this evening.” I finish my drink, getting ready to leave.
“I’ll make it for ten o’clock instead.”
“Much better. See you soon. I’m just leaving.”
“Say hi to Zoey from me.”
“Will do. Love you.”
“Love you more.”
“That’s impossible, Ash.”
We hang up at the same time.
“You two are still so in love, Lily.” Elbows rested on the table. Zoey stares at me with her chin rested in her hands.
“It’s not all been smooth sailing.” I don’t want to go into the ugly details of our relationship. Only our closest friends know we’ve been through the wringer this year.
“But you made it work.”
“Yes. We did.”
CHAPTER FORTY
Ash
