Page 7 of David's Proposal

“No way. Did you go totheclub? Without me?”

We laugh.

It’s nice to see she hasn’t lost her sense of humor.

“You’re a married woman now.”

“Not yet,” she says, a playful grin clinging to her lips.

My eyes dip to the diamond ring sparkling on her finger.

“Yes, you are. You’re not officially married, but you’ve been married since you met him. You brought his children into this world. And you love him.”

Her smile dims a little.

“I do love him.”

The nostalgic moment withers away while her focus sharpens on me.

“So, how was it?” she asks.

“It was eventful.”

“As in?”

“We did stuff.”

She shakes her head slightly, waiting for me to offer more information.

I give her more yet carefully cutting my story short and never getting into the moment I met David.

“She met someone new?” Thea goes on.

“She wanted to and kind of met someone. It was nothing serious, though. They fought the entire night.”

I go silent, my smile asleep on my lips.

“I don’t know… It’s hard.”

“What are you talking about?” she asks, lifting her drink to her lips.

She empties the can of soda, her eyes locked with mine.

‘Yes, what are you talking about, Liz?’The voice in my head gives me a scolding look.

Me, and my big mouth.

“What is so hard?” she presses on.

“Finding someone.”

She looks at me attentively.

“Are you talking about her or yourself?”

“Both. But mostly her.”

I can’t make up my mind, can I?

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