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Eyes on Krista, she whispered. “I was thirsty.”

“I bought some juice. Want that?”

“Can you bring it to the bedroom?”

“Sure.”

Like a ghost, she turned around and disappeared back into the bedroom. I found her prescription pills and poured her a glass of juice.

Krista leaned forward. “You know that horror movie, where the scary dead chick crawls out of the TV and kills people?”

I looked up at her. “Yeah.”

“She’s in your bedroom.”

“Krista,” I warned, trying not to smile.

I foundZoey sitting on the edge of the bed. She looked up at me as I walked in.

“Is that your girlfriend?”

“Krista?” Mock horror. “That’s my agent.”

“What is this?” She looked at the pill I dropped into her hand.

“Pain medication. It’ll help you sleep.”

She tossed it back and then gulped back the juice. “Did you tell her about me?”

“Not much. Just that you were a friend who needed a place to crash.”

The one blue eye stared up at me. “Why are you being so nice?”

“Good question.”

“I hurt.”

“I know.”

“I’m in your bed.”

“That’s fine. Just sleep.”

She lay back on the bed and sighed as her head hit my pillow. “I’ll leave after I take one more nap.”

“We can talk about that when you get up.”

When I came back out,Krista was digging through the bags.

“What are you doing?”

“I bought things in sizes six, four and two. She is definitely a size two. So I’m pulling out all the sizes she will swim in.”

“Okay.”

She stood up and faced me. “What’s going on?”

“What do you mean?”

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