Me:Love to see that
Danica (twin #2):Do you have any dates in mind?
Me:I have dates in mind
Danica (twin #2):Great. Send me your thoughts and we can work it out.
Me:R u in bed?
Danica (twin #2):It’s late. We can talk tomorrow.
Me:Where do you live ?
Danica (twin #2):In Railtown. Why?
I didn’t answer her. That was the end of the conversation.
I must’ve been too drunk, distracted and/or annoyed that she didn’t seem to pick up on the fact that I was trying to flirt with her.
Was I flirting with her?
What the fuck was wrong with me? Since when did I need an interior decorator anyway?
My phone rang in my hand. George Michael again.
“Answer your goddamn phone,” Summer said when I picked up.
“Just did.”
“Elle had her baby last night.”
“I know.”
“Come to the hospital with me. I’ve been calling you all morning. It’s visiting hours, like, now. I’m on my way out the door.”
“Yeah. I just got out of the shower, so—”
“Ash. Maybe you didn’t hear me correctly. Elle had ababy. Last night. What did you do last night?”
“Let’s see. I pondered a cure for cancer,” I said, wandering into my closet. “Couldn’t figure it out, though.”
“Well, while you were pondering, Elle gave life to a brand new human being.” I put her on speaker and let her rant while I got dressed. “And that means you get your ass in your truck and come pick me up on your way to the hospital.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And it would not kill you to pick up some flowers.”
“Okay, Mom. Jesus.”
“She’s yourfriend, Ashley. Remember that time she talked the cops out of arresting you? Or that other time she talked the cops out of arresting you?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Or the time she convinced that chick you were cheating on not to murder you? I know, which one, right?”
“Funny.”
“What was her name? The one with the gun collection…”
