“They lost each other once,” Mavis says. “But now have found each other once again. So good to see my Katarina so happy. You will find a youngmaydlsoon, no? Maybe have some littlebubbelehsrunning around? I introduce you to my Remi. So pretty, that one. And so smart.”
I don’t bother telling her that I already know who Remi is. Or that I have no desire to date her. I just smile, politely, and continue to nod my head. Not trusting that my voice will even work right now. Mavis doesn’t seem to notice, she just keeps prattling on about love.
I feel numb all over.
I stand and stumble toward the front door, mumbling a poor excuse for goodbye to Mavis.
“Danke, my youngmensch.Danke!” she yells after me.
By the time I reach my car, I can’t breathe. I feel like the pain is going to swallow me whole.
But, once I reach the fire station, I’ve devised a plan. Two can play this game. If Kat is moving on, then I am too. I reach for my phone to text Stacy.