Monday morning hit differently.
I don’t know maybe it was the new haircut or maybe it was the fact that I’d spent the weekend dancing in New York without thinking about my ex-fiance once.
Whatever it was, I walked into the library with my head held high and a smile on my face.
“Look at you,” Maya said the second she saw me. “You’re glowing.”
“Well, I had a good weekend,” I said, dropping my bag.
“Yeah, it totally shows.” Olive appeared from behind a bookshelf. “You look like a different person.”
“A hot person,” Judy added, walking up with coffee. “Here. I got you the good stuff. You’ve earned it.”
I took the cup gratefully. “You guys are too much.”
“We’re exactly the right amount,” Judy said. “So, catch us up. How was the rest of the weekend after we dropped you off?”
“Quiet,” I
