looked. She had always thought her ankles were shapeless, unattractive, but with this on, even they looked good. When she went to put it back inside the box, because after all it would be too scratchy to sleep in and she could wear it tomorrow, she found herself hooking the little clasp instead.
“Well, that is strange.” Before she had hooked it, there had been room enough for her to place two fingers between it and her skin. Now, it fit her ankle like a glove. “So pretty.” Standing up, she walked over to her full-length mirror and looked at it. “It looks like it is a part of my ankle.”
The metal indeed looked as though it was embedded in the skin. “How odd.” And yet, she could not find it within herself to remove it. “I will wear it until I go to bed and then remove it.”
Grabbing one of her many books off a shelf, she settled onto her bed for a good read.
Blinking her eyes open, she stared around in surprise. “Wow, I must have fallen asleep.” Stretching, she glanced over at her clock. “Four AM?” Well, she might as well get up. If she went back to bed now, she would be tired all day long.
The next few days were more than hectic. She worked from seven in the morning until after seven in the evening each day, trying to get caught up entering her serials information only to have the network go down every time she tried. The power definitely had it in for her. She would start typing, the computer screen would flash three times and then the network would go down. Frustrated, she spent much of her time checking messages on her phone and reading. Every evening she spent deleting stupidity emails. So far, she had not received any other ones from the Interdimensional Dating Service, but she was too busy to really think about it. So busy in fact, it never occurred to her that she hadn’t removed her anklet once.
Until Friday night.
“So,” Jane said brightly as she, Ari, and Cory sat down at their favorite Mexican restaurant to eat. “How is the online dating thing going?
Laughing, Cory turned to their waiter who appeared rather quickly. “Three jumbo margaritas. We’re gonna need ’em.”
While they waited for their drinks, Cory chatted about her newest client, and how he would not be pleased no matter how many times she changed his design. For someone who did not talk much as a rule, she never stopped except to take a breath. Once the drinks arrived, she sighed and leaned back. Glancing at Ari, she grinned. “All yours.”
“Thanks.” Ari shook her head in amusement. Leave it to Cory to find a way to stop the grilling until she could get some alcohol in her.
“So?” Jane encouraged, her eyes dancing.
“I got over a hundred emails on Sunday and ninety on Monday and since then ten to twenty per day.” That seemed like a tremendous amount to Ari, and she felt it should meet if not exceed her quota.
“Yes, but did you respond to any of them?” Her sister was so eager for her response she leaned across the table.
Groaning, Ari took a large gulp of her drink. “No, none of them were…um…” She couldn’t say “smart enough” because Jane would jump all over it. Before she could think of a thing to say, Jane jumped in anyway.
“Ari, it was just an opening email. Did you at least visit their profile?”
“No.”
Sighing in exasperation, Jane turned away for a couple minutes. The other two could hear her counting under her breath, something their mother used to do before she would explode.
“Gotten responses from all three?” Cory asked to try and push back the inevitable Jane eruption.
“No, actually. Plenty of responses from OKdate and Matchinone.com, but nothing from the dimensional one.”
Jane’s head swung around. “Did you fill out their questionnaires? They have all sorts of psychology tests that help to match you with the right one.”
Ari wasn’t about to admit she filled the profile out when drunk. She was sure that would elicit a bad response. Besides,
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