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Her arh my body

This was about my dad

When my dad hurt, I hurt

That’s the way it ith the people you loved

I’d put ain if itthere for my father when he needed me That didn’t mean I didn’t want to cry over the prospect

“I’m okay,” I whispered “I can do this”

My best friend gripped my upper arms and bent her head to peer intoyourback to Boston looking anything but your best, sexiest self”

I rolledback forelse”

She followed me as I continued down the boardwalk “It doesn’t ood You would have said the same

to hn”

“Vaughn’s notto my hometown, I think your commentary is inappropriate”

We were quiet as we passed Antonio’s, our friends Iris and Ira’s Italian pizzeria

And then as we nearedto pack the blue dress though, right?”

Knowing exactly what dress she was referring to, I threw her a dirty look But on second thought … “Which shoes should I pack with that?”

Bailey grinned, and we argued all the way toto pack the blue dress Just like that, she momentarily took my mind off my dad’s problems