13
“Do you ever feel like the world is trying to tell you something?” I asked at girls’ night that weekend.
I’d been trying to understand why everyone in my life seemed to be saying the same things, and the only thing I could come up with was I was supposed to listen. I just didn’t know why.
“All the time,” Blake said. “I usually ignore it and regret it, but yeah, I’ve been there.”
“Me, too,” Karissa said. “But I listen. Working alone, I don’t have other people to bounce ideas off of. It’s not always easy, so I have to trust that when I get a signal from somewhere, it’s for a reason.”
“Are we talking about Colin?” Finley asked.
Everyone turned to her, then looked at me.
“She and Colin had dinner the other night. When we met at O’Kelley’s?” She looked at Karissa for confirmation. “Sh
