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“It’s clear he just doesn’t want to deal with me anymore. What can I do? It’s not like I can just show up at his place or the office, you know?”
     
    “No, you don’t have to.”
     
    “I just need to let it go. People fuck up all the time; I’ll get over it.”
     
    “No, just listen a sec…”
     
    “It’s ok. I’m going to be ok. I’m strong and like you said before, I’ve got a lot going for me in my life. I can move on, I know I can…”
     
    “Kendra! Listen to me!” Brianna shakes my shoulders and my gown flaps like a plastic bag in a windstorm. “You don’t have to stalk him and you don’t have to give up. Look,” she pulls her phone out of her sleek purse, pulling up a screen. “He’s going to be here,” she thrusts the cell in my face so close that I can’t even make out the words on the screen. Before I have a chance to pull it back more than an inch and a half from my nose, Brianna continues, “he’s hosting the Annual Zervion MADD Arts silent auction tomorrow at the Guggenheim Gallery . It’s open to the public, Kendra. We’ll go, you two can talk, this is all going to work out. I promise.”
     
    The last thing I want to do is creep Matthew out. Dueling images flash through my mind, in one I run into his arms and he kisses me passionately. In the other he calls security and I get dragged out of there in front of everyone. “Isn’t it weird for me to just show up like that?”
     
    “Any weirder than his appearing at the diner? If anyone understands big gestures, it’s gonna be him. Come on, you can’t just let him slip away and you know it.”
     
    She’s right, again. Damn, I’ve been saying that a lot lately. “You’ll come with me?”
     
    Her eyes glint as a smile spreads over her face, “of course!”
     
    “Ok, let’s do it.” There’s more to lose by not going than by trying.
     
    “Oh, I’m so happy you said that!” she grabs my arm and hugs in against her body in an awkward embrace. “Ok, now first thing’s first. Let’s go find your family and head out for supper. You and I will figure this all out tonight.”
     
    Following Brianna back through the sparse crowd, I let her lead the way. I should probably get used to it, she’s a woman on a mission, and I have a feeling she won’t give up until it’s completed.
     

Chapter Four
     
    When Brianna opens her wardrobe closet, I’m shocked to see how many clothes have gone missing. “What happened to all your stuff?” I start sweeping her hangers to the side, looking at the severely trimmed down selection. The clothes that remain are so different that what I’ve grown used to seeing Brianna in. Plain blouses, knee-length skirts, dresses made from other fabrics than just spandex.
     
    “I donated a bunch of it, some of it I just trashed,” she shrugs. Is this the same girl who has insisted on modeling every one of her new leather miniskirts or sequin covered halter tops over the past few years? “Sometimes you just need a fresh start, you know?”
     
    “That’s great, I’m just surprised. I thought you loved those clothes.”
     
    “When I was younger I did. But I’m changing too. I can’t dress like a club rat forever. I’ve got bigger plans for my future than that.”
     
    “Since when?” I watch her eyebrows knit together as she cocks her head at me. That didn’t come out right. “I mean, I’m so happy to hear that, I really am. I’ve just never heard you talk about any of this stuff before.”
     
    “You’ve been kinda busy lately,” she says pointedly. I have been pretty self-centered . It isn’t as though I’ve been the greatest friend for a while now, but in the last month I’ve sunk to a new low.
     
    “Yeah, I deserve that.” Staring at my feet, I wish that I could go back in time and stop myself from making all the dumb, reactionary mistakes I’ve made over the past month. “How about you tell me now? I’d love to hear about your plans.”
     
    “I guess