Daniella gave Jesse an apologetic look, but he nodded in understanding. She reached for Patti's hand and pulled her to her feet. Daniella could feel her friend's reluctance as she pulled her toward the bathrooms. Daniella checked all the stalls to make sure they were empty before she turned on her. "Okay Patti, spill."
She looked down at the tiled floor, and the gold straps of her sandals. "I... I don't want to talk about it," Patti mumbled, even as she sniffed. Daniella pulled a wad of tissues from the box on the counter and handed it to her. Patti blew her nose noisily, and Daniella could see that she was barely holding it together.
"Come on Patti," She slid her arm around Patti's narrow shoulders, "You are my best friend. You can tell me anything."
Patti scrubbed angrily at her
