“I’m sorry, Delaney. I shouldn’t have gotten mad at you.” Melody smiled in return and took a sip of the freshly topped-off cocoa.
Shaking her head, Delaney replied, “I shouldn’t have pushed so hard. I’ve hardly had a chance to speak to you at all since you’ve gotten back, and I made you uncomfortable. I’m sorry.”
Melody looked her in the eyes and said, “It’s okay.” She seemed to consider the situation for a moment before she continued. “You know, just because I can’t get my Christmas tree with you doesn’t mean that we can’t go together to pick out your tree. If you still want me to go with you on Saturday, give me a call. We need to spend some quality time together anyway.”
Delaney’s eyes widened. She was shocked to hear her friend come to such a contradictory conclusion so quickly, but
