Chapter 18
New Year’s Eve arrived with very little fanfare. Charlie came over a little early so we could all head downtown together. Sam was dressed to kill in a pair of black pants, a red sweater and a red pea coat. Charlie was a bit more casual in jeans and a black ski jacket, but she still looked great. I paired my favorite jeans with a green sweater and knee high black boots. We all felt pretty good as we headed out the door, ready to take on the city of Buffalo.
“Happy New Year!” Sam shouted as we walked to the car. After Christmas, New Year’s was her favorite holiday. I was pretty sure it was just because it was an excuse to drink, not that we ever needed one.
We giggled as we climbed into Charlie’s car, me tucked into the tiny backseat, and Sam up front. “I’m so glad you came out
