It’s a really big party.
I look at the huge garden filled with people. My eyes turn towards the couple standing beside me. Jo hasn’t changed a bit. We greeted each other normally, although I found it a bit clumsy. Which is as it should be given the past we have in common.
“I absolutely want you to lend me this dress!” Amanda exclaims, pouting.
I automatically look down at my outfit. However, there’s nothing extraordinary about it. It’s just a strapless beige dress, over which I put my leather jacket. My sandals have only four-inch heels and they’re more than enough for my balancing skills.
I couldn’t find, looking around, where most of the cars are parked. I had some hope of being able to spot a certain Pontiac here; unfortunately, my attempt ended in a most frustrating failure.
Jo pu
