Page 10 of Weekend with Rylie


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It’s what I do.

Seriously though.

Why didn’t you tell me you gave him the flight info?

Katie the PIMA BFF:

Because you would be pissed at me.

He needed to sleep, Katie.

I had my reasons.

Katie the PIMA BFF:

Your reasons are stupid.

You’re stupid.

Katie the PIMA BFF:

We aren’t five. Use your words.

:P

“Who are you texting?” Rylie asked when we got to the light. He reached over and laid his hand on my thigh. It felt a little clammy, and his index bounced like when he was nervous. I looked over at him, narrowing my eyes slightly, but he just gave me a small reassuring smile.

“Katie.” I shook my head. “Just giving her shit about telling you the flight info.”

“She did fight me on it.”

“I’m not sure if that makes me feel better or worse.”

Katie the PIMA BFF:

Just remember you love me.

Most of all. Just remember you love Rylie.

What does that even mean?

Katie the PIMA BFF:

Just remember this is the Rylie you’ve known forever, and love him just the way he is.

Can you not be vague for one minute of your life?

Katie the PIMA BFF:

Promise me you will remember that.

What the fuck, Katie?

Katie the PIMA BFF:

Luci?

Fine. It’s an easy promise to give.