Chapter 23
We were all sitting at the table waiting for dinner to be served. Cece was sitting at the top of the table looking less happy than what she should be. I'm guessing that it's because of Frank. Until this moment he hasn't shown. I was sitting next to Cece, on her right and on my right was Tom. He was trying to make conversation with me, asking me what my work was, what my hobbies were, my interests and things like that. I kept my answers short and asked him the same questions simply out of politeness. Honestly I couldn't care less. I didn't want to have a conversation with this guy. I wanted to go home and go to bed. God! I sound like an old lady! Fifteen minutes after we were all seated the restaurant door opens and a very stressed out Frank comes in. He looks like he dressed too quickly
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