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sweeping her hand in a downward motion over my body. “This is the new wardrobe––”
    “And I think she looks just as beautiful as the first day I met her,” Liam countered, brushing the doorway web out of his face and strolled toward me. His hands were being loosely stuffed into his pants pockets.
    “Hey, big man,” my s ister raised her arms in defeat and in the process, nearly whacked Liv on the head with her broomstick. “I’m not one to judge. You hear all the time about past fashions making a comeback. Who’s to say we won’t all be wearing the Victorian ensemble within the next year, eh?”
    His eyes were ablaze as he snared my chin between his thumb and crooked index finger, tipping my head back to gain eye contact. “The Victorian’s, if I remember correctly, had a lot of class,” he muttered, just before sealing his soft, warm lips over mine. As I was drowned in Liam’s arms, a sweet smile tiptoed across my face.
    He loves me. And he thinks I have class.
    By 9:15 p.m., the apartment was heaving. I didn’t realize we invited so many people. Well, when I say we, I meant Liam and Liv, considering the only unrelated person I knew and invited amongst the throng, was the only friend I hadn’t cut from my life…Liv.
    Liam/ Dracula, was mingling with a group of rowdy lads near the couch with a beer in hand, Liv was somewhere or other, and don’t get me started on Brittany and her man-obsessed brain. I wouldn’t have been surprised if I found her in the bathroom with her ass in the sink and Casper between her legs. Her public demeanor would have Daddy far from impressed. But the only time she got to let her hair down, be it cosmic-blue, green or purple, was outside of D.C. and with me. I found pleasure in knowing that she was able to have fun with her big sister. And especially in knowing that she knew she was safe enough with me to let her hair down.
    I made my way to the kitchen for another drink. Regardless of him being at my side, I didn’t want to embarrass myself or embarrass him, if something should’ve happened in an alcohol induced state. So, under Liam’s orders, I was limited to water or punch…punch was more favorable.
    Lifting the silver ladle from the glass punch bowl, I poured a generous volume into the red plastic cup, when I overheard my name being called. Attention drawn away from the center of the dining table, I lowered the scoop and was met by The Devil with her red glittery lips turning up into a tempting smirk.
    “Kady, this Laurie, she lives just above.”
    Swapping hands, I grasped the cup in my left while extending my right. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you.”
    “You, too,” she smiled. She was onl y a slight thing with glossy black hair sitting just beneath her shoulders, her bangs block-dyed purple. She was donning black jeans and a white turtle neck, and in that moment, a part of me was thankful that I wasn’t the only person at a Halloween Fancy Dress Party, without a costume.
    By the time I had offered the pale, round-faced woman, who merely stood at my chest, a drink, The Devil had disappeared ba ck into the swarm of strangers ransacking my home.
    Sitting down at the dining table in an awkward silence, our hands dipped every few minutes into the bowl of potato chips and pretzels. I used to love meeting new people and establishing new friendships. Yet, over the months, since I had cut a generous number of people from my life, I found that being in the company of very few people, with Liam at my side of course, was my comfort zone. Sitting at my dining table, in my kitchen, in my apartment, I felt completely out of my depths. I felt like a stranger to my surroundings.
    Eventually, the deafening silence was too much to withstand. “So what is it you do, Laurie?”
    She cleared her throat and took a swig of punch. “I’m actually in between jobs at the moment; it’s so hard out there at this time. But usually, I love being in the kitchen.”
    “What , you’re like