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“I have to see a doctor next week about my leg. They found a blood clot.”
My dad texted me. This isn’t the first time he has said something like this, so I’m never sure if it’s the truth or a way to get me to respond to him.
“Keep me updated,” I reply.
After about a minute of staring at my phone, hoping for a response, I realize it isn’t coming. I place my phone back into my pocket and sigh. When will this cycle between him and me end? I grab the inventory list and begin marking down items. I love my job, but today, I cannot wait until I can clock out.
* * *
I punchmy clock out code into the computer while Scarlett wipes down the tables. All the customers have already left.
“So, are we still going to his party?” I ask, walking toward her.
“Ah, eager now, are we?”
I can’t help but smile as I roll my eyes, “Look, okay, you’re right. I need to mingle more.”
She places her rag over her shoulder and claps her hands. “Okay, then, let’s go!” she says. “But we need to freshen up at my house first.”
CHAPTERTWELVE
Dressedin white shorts and a black V-neck T-shirt, I slip into my white tennis shoes.
“You seriously need to quit abusing your shoes like that,” Scarlett remarks with an edge.
I scoff. “And how’s that?”
“Putting them on without untying them first? That’s a shortcut to wrecking them,” she says while tugging up her black leather boots.
I wave off her concern. “Relax.”
“Your money, remember?”
“You’re the one who’s funding it,” I shoot back, not one to be outdone.
“You’ve got a point there. Just take care of your stuff, you dork,” she jabs, a smirk playing on her lips.
I chuckle and rise from my seat, giving my hair an exaggerated flip and checking myself out in the mirror.
“Ready to rock the party?” she asks.
“Can’t say I’m overly enthusiastic.”
* * *
As we stepinside the waterfront house, the thumping music assaults my ears. The crowd swirls, and a riotous disco ball dangles overhead in a kaleidoscope of colors.
“Hey, Scarlett, Hailey!” Zack’s voice cuts through the chaos as he greets us near the archway.
I muster a somewhat forced smile. “Hey.”
After Scarlett and Zack share a hug, he turns to me. “Word is you’re familiar with Eric.”
Scarlett must’ve blabbed, or perhaps Eric’s mentioning me. The latter seems unlikely.
“We’ve crossed paths, I guess.” I shrug, exchanging a quick glance with Scarlett, who silently mouths an apology. “I’m thinking of exploring,” I continue, needing a distraction from the tension.
“Need company?” Scarlett offers.
