“You guess?”
“Nothing new, really. Well, I’ve made progress on the book outline, and we’ve got another interview tonight, but that’s not new, I suppose. Um… I asked Harlow to move in with me.”
“You didwhat?” Aggie asked, leaning over her desk.
“She’s already there, so I thought we could just make it permanent or, at least, official.”
“Permanent?”
“Like she’s not just staying with me. That’s what I mean. She’d live there and pay rent.”
“So, Harlow’s moving in?” Aggie asked and sighed.
“She said no, actually.”
“She said no?”
“Yeah. She’s applied for this apartment and will probably get it. She likes it, and it’s closer to work. Get this: she spent the night at Alicia’s.”
“Who’s Alicia?”
“Her ex.”
“Which one? She has so many, I can’t keep up.”
“The most recent one,” Larissa replied. “The one she was with before she moved out of the apartment they shared and moved in with me.”
“She’sstayingwith you.”
“That’s what I meant. Anyway, she spent the night with her.”
“She hooked up with her ex?” Aggie asked.
“No, she said they just hung out.”
“She slept over, and they just hung out?”
“That’s what she said.”
“Do you believe her?”
“I don’t know why she’d lie to me about it.”
Aggie laughed wildly at that, which caught Larissa off guard.
“What?” she asked, looking at her sister, confused.
“Nothing.”
“No, say it.” Larissa leaned forward in her chair. “What were you laughing at?”
“Nothing. Really. Just that she has more ex-girlfriends than I have students in my social psych class.”
“It’s not that many,” she argued.
“How many is it?”
“I don’t know.”
