Page 42 of Love Undecided
Chapter 18
Kat
“I’m going to tryWise Up,” Remi tells us. “And then that’s it. If nothing comes from that, I’m going to rescue thirty-seven cats and become a spinster.”
Wise Upis a dating site put together by a bunch of guys from MIT. It’s all based on algorithms, automated reasoning and data processing. Take the fairy tale out and put the science in. Use reality to get the fantasy. Let the geeks dictate your future.
And Remi believed in geeks. As a chemical engineer, she is one. She works for an environmental research firm, developing methods to repurpose non-biodegradable waste products.
“Well, if you’re going to become a spinster,” I tell her. “Then we should just get married. It’s legal now, you can cover me under your insurance for when I get cancer again, which will save me a ton on medical bills. And I could learn to love your vagina. At least I think I could.”
“I love that you think you could learn to love my vagina,” she looks at me. “That’s so sweet, thank you.” She actually sounds sincere when she says it.
“Well, then we are moving to Utah,” Lexie interjects. “‘Cause if you guys plan to get married and leave me to my own private spinsterhood hell, you can forget that. We’re gonna be sister wives and all be married to each other.”
“Deal!” Remi and I both say at the same time.
“You can be gay in Utah now too, right?” Lexie asks. I laugh as Remi looks at Lexie and shakes her head.
The delivery service arrives with our food and we all quiet down for a bit and begin eating.
"So...” I say, twirling my straw wrapper around my finger rapidly. “I’m working on a new case for Sherman.”
“Oh fun,” Lexie says. “What’s it about?”
“Are you ready for this?” I ask. “Some guy is going around town, breaking into people’s houses, and taking a shower. Have you heard about it?”
Even though San Soloman is a relatively small town, it's still big enough that any number of things can happen without the entire population knowing about it. Remi is an avid news watcher and can pretty much report back on all the latest local, national, and world news at any given time of the day. Lexie avoids the news, saying it's depressing, but usually has people filling her in on the latest when she works in her tasting bar.
"No," they both say.
“Weird, right? So I guess he takes a shower, then leaves the water running. They are calling him The Shower Stealer. And, he’s posting pictures of the bathrooms on social media with running commentary of the cleanliness of the room, and it’s kind of hilarious. But I don’t think it’s supposed to be.”
“Leave it to you to find something like that funny,” Lexie says.
“Did you get a feeling about it?” Remi asks.
“No, I didn’t. I was far too distracted by the tall drink of water Sherman is having me assist. Holy—”
“Don’t fuck him,” Remi says at the same time Lexie says, “Don’t sleep with him.”
“I didn’t! I won’t! You guys have zero faith in me.”
“With good reason,” Remi scoffs.
“But don’t you think that if I did sleep with this guy it would help me move on? You know, from sexy ex.”
“‘Cause that worked so well before?” Remi asks.
“We just worry about you, Kat,” Lexie says, patting me on the shoulder.
“Yeah, well, don’t,” I say. “I’m not sleeping with anyone. And I’m only helping out a little bit until I get a feeling that will give them a lead. Besides, Brad came and helped us with the case today. And as long as I keep seeing him, he’s really never getting over me. So, clearly I now need to push up my 'we are never ever getting back together' lunch.”
Lexie starts to drum on the table and sing the Taylor Swift song, "WE... are never, ever, ever, ever getting back together.“
“Okaaayy," Remi says. “The never getting back together aside, how did he end up helping you with a case?”
“Well, he’s been to all the scenes, and he helped with a bit of a break in the case, so it ended up being really good that he was there,” I say.
