Chapter 17
Wren
The Tik Tok Chicken Jenny and I had shared at Mystique had hit the spot but didn’t do much to soak up the apricot sangria I’d sucked down while waiting for our meal.
I hadn’t gone to a restaurant in…months. Not since my last date earlier in the year. January? Or was it February when my ex had broken up with me? Whenever it was, I’d been set against any man messing with my school mojo until long after I graduated and landed a good paying job.
Jenny had been right though.
I needed a girl’s night out where I didn’t have to worry about getting home early or drinking too much. Mom had seemed stable and Nancy sat with her, so I didn’t feel guilty taking some time to myself.
The final earlier that morning had been a hell of a lot easier than I’d expected, and I’d gone home a
