Page 27 of Yours to Lose

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Jo

Be that as it may, you did the thing, and I am very proud of you.

Jo

Seventeen days until the J’s Summer of Fun begins. I hope you’re prepared.

Me

I’m carbo-loading in preparation

Jo

YOU JUST MADE A JOKE OH MY GOD.

Me

Goodnight, Hurricane.

Jo

Goodnight, bestie.

CHAPTERSEVEN

JO

I spin around in the living room of my apartment, a huge grin on my face.

My apartment.

The most perfect top floor apartment in the most gorgeous five-story brownstone on West Seventy-Fifth Street between Columbus and Amsterdam Avenues with two bedrooms and original moldings and a fireplace and massive windows with stained glass panels at the top. With a brand new kitchen I’ll probably never touch because I hate cooking but that is stunning nonetheless. And immaculately furnished with comfortable chairs and a squashy couch I want to sink into and watch an endless stream of movies.

I glance around the living room filled with suitcases and boxes that need unpacking and think about all the work I have ahead of me at the museum that I can’t wait to get started on and all the fun there is to be had in New York in the summer.

A little shimmer of excitement runs through me, and I stomp my feet and let out a little scream.

Everything's coming up Jo.

Whipping my phone out, I take a quick selfie and navigate to my group chat with my sisters.

Me

[selfie of a grinning Jo in the living room]

Hannah

Holy fuck that’s quite an apartment.

Me

It’s owned by some museum trustee who doesn’t need it for the summer. Something about a house in the Hamptons. I wasn’t really listening to be honest, but it doesn’t matter because for the next three months, it’s MINE.

Hallie

Have I told you yet that I’m so proud of you?

Me

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