7
Anna
“Are you getting any vibes off her?” Cynthia asks.
“Off Zoe?” I have my eyes on Hemingway, who has caught the scent of something. “No. I really don’t.”
“I’m not sure,” Cynthia says. “I’m getting some.”
“I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough. I couldn’t help but notice how Tom Granger kept invading her personal space at the opening earlier. It’s only a matter of time before he asks her out.”
“And who can resist Tom Granger?” Cynthia scoffs.
Hemingway halts to stick his nose in a bunch of leaves, so we stop as well.
“Do you know he asked me out a few months after we broke up?” she says.
“Oh, the ignorance of some people.”
“He said, and I quote, ‘that I might want to try a man, now that I was single again’.” She snickers, then her snicker changes into something I can’t quite de
