Chapter 11
As she’s looking in the mirror, fussing with her hair and debating on a headband to tame her unruly curls, there’s a knock on the door.
Naomi opens it to find Lianna standing there, dressed for the rapidly cooling October weather
“Hey, girl. Wanna go for a walk?
“Oh, not now—I have plans…”
“Plans? Like a date?”
Naomi pauses, then answers, “A date? What are you talking about?”
Lianna doesn’t look the slightest bit chastised. In fact, she comes in and sits on Naomi’s bed.
“Look, I do admit that I find her—Reeta—fascinating. But it’s just a friendship, nothing more. I’m meeting her for pizza. How romantic can that possibly be?”
Lianna laughs. “Well, when you look like that, I’m not sure…”
Naomi laughs, too. “Okay, you. I get the point. But I need to head out or I’ll be late. See you later?”
And with that, both women are out the door.
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