Page 48 of Reckless Chances
“I did. I even said the f word twice.” Emma felt like she was divulging a huge secret.
A hush fell between the two girls. “He must have hurt you,” Jenni whispered.
“He did,” Emma sighed.
“Do you want to talk about what happened?” Jenni’s eyes searched Emma’s.
“Sure. I mean, there’s not much to talk about. He asked me some weird questions about money and then told me he was too busy to ‘hang out’ anymore.” She used air quotes. “Then I swore at him and left, and that’s the last time I spoke with him.”
“That’s really weird.” Jenni mused.
“Part of me hoped that he would send me a message, or apologize, or at least tell me what the hell he was talking about, and I hate to admit that I might have texted him a few times, but he never responded.” Emma was ashamed to admit that she had sent him three texts that remained unanswered.
“We should get you an answer,” Jenni said.
Emma shrugged. “I don’t know how you’ll do that. Serena already tried and he gave her some cryptic bull crap answer saying that I knew what I’d done. Jenni, the only thing I’d done was fall in love with him.” Fueled with wine, the tears came fast and furiously. “I’m sorry.” She wiped at her cheeks with a piece of paper towel. When she looked at Jenni, her friend’s eyes matched her own.
“Come on.” She held out her hand.
Emma let herself be hauled up from the floor. “Come on what?”
Jenni shoved her arms into a jean jacket. “We’re getting you an answer.” She tossed a sweater at Emma and slung her fringed purse over her shoulder.
Emma looked at the Cowichan sweater in her hands, confused about its role. “What? What are we doing?”
Jenni pointed at Emma. “Put on the damn—I mean put on the gosh darn sweater. I know exactly where to find Charlie. You need some closure.” Before Emma could protest, or even put on the sweater, Jenni grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into the hallway outside her apartment.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on.” Emma shrugged into the warm sweater and zipped it up. “Where is Charlie? What are we doing?”
“We’re crashing a bachelor party.”
