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“And hbor, Rene, has his eye out for me”

Lana wrinkled her nose “The drug dealer?”

“To be fair, he’s the nicest drug dealer I’ve ever e”

“Cheston was not a drug dealer!”

“He gave his friends speed for money”

“Well Yale is a hard school They were struggling”

“Not enough I’d love to see a guy like that really struggle” April ran her pal the soft, plush fabric of Lana’s sofa She and Lana e, but the circumstances of their lives were radically different If anyone had told her growing up that her best friend would be a fashion ht have smacked them

“You knohat? You should coether at Parsons!”

“Oh? Was that an experience you wanted to relive? I thought you were sluotten you a swanky apartment,” April teased

“I was, but we still had fun”

April bit her lip as she thought it over She had never been good at asking for help, but Lana was offering, and it wasn’t like she was overwhelht next to her on the sofa and reached over to play with April’s blonde curls

“C’mon I have plenty of rooet a new place You can’t stay soerous!”

“Can I bring Damien?”

Lana shrugged “As long as he doesn’t mind the Roomba”

Knowing Da it, but no, he wouldn’tHe even liked cats, although cats didn’t much like him

“Okay If you want ot me”

“We’re back!” April yelled down the hallway She wiggled a little, trying to keep her shorts frohs bare and her thin, racerback tank top, April was drenched in sweat There was nothing like a Texas summer

April hefted the two stacked boxes in her arh the hallway to the den “We hit sorunted and set the boxes down by the pile of other boxes, then stretched her aret the the floor with her paleous, spotless, miraculously air-conditioned haven from Houston’s poorly-maintained streets”