9
The rest of the day flew by and by five forty-five I was more than a little nervous. Susie noticed. “Will you stop pacing? You’ve got me with you, remember?” she growled at me as she sat at the foot of her bed.
I wore the wood floor boards through as I walked to and fro in front of her. “Yeah, that part still worries me,” I quipped.
She smirked at me. “It’s not like this guy is rich, handsome, responsible, and into you. I mean, if it turns out he doesn’t really like you then so what?” she teased.
I stopped my pacing in front of her and glared at my friend. “Sometimes I wish you’d keep your helpful words to yourself.”
She beamed at me. “I try.”
There came a knock on the door and I smoothed my clean blouse. Susie rolled her eyes, strode past me and opened the door. Linda st
