CHAPTER 8
March 2016
“You can’t leave me,” Tara said. She stood in the doorway to my room, watching me scribble illegible labels on boxes of clothes. “For one thing, you won’t be able to raid Eric’s closet when you need something to wear.”
Her last-ditch effort to get me to change my mind about moving in with my boyfriend came as no surprise. Our entire adult lives, lovers had come and gone, but neither of us had ever lived with anyone else. Tara was the closest thing to a sister I’d ever had—and I couldn’t quite convince her that she wasn’t losing me.
For the hundredth time, I reminded myself that Tara’s worries were rooted in love for me, not anything against my boyfriend. After the move, we’d keep hanging out, and she’d see that everything was better than ever. Plus, she got to doub
