Chapter 6
Vivian looks so pale compared to Leila. I don’t know why I’m even thinking that. Vivian’s so bony and sinewy, whereas Leila is curvy and soft, with the kind of bosom I’d want to put my head down on after another long day of being this person that no longer feels like me.
“What’s with you?” Vivian asks. “You seem miles away.”
“Thinking about my biography.”
“Speaking of. I need to read every single word about me before that book goes to print. Agreed?” She paints on that half-smile of hers.
“I’ve already agreed to that a million times, Viv.” After the hundredth time she expressed her worry about being mentioned in the book, I had Ira draw up a contract, giving her full veto right over the chapters she appears in. Since I won’t be here anymore then, I don’t want my best friend
