CHAPTER NINE
Brooke
The next day I met Nicole for lunch. It felt good to finally get back in the groove of us hanging out again. The entire time she talked about what venues she’d researched in Vegas and how perfect it would be for her wedding. How we could party like old times for her bachelorette party, and all the sun we could absorb just like we had on the cruise.
Saying Nicole was excited would be an understatement.
As we sat and drank the rest of our coffee, Nicole finally changed the subject. “Have you gotten your test results?”
I shook my head feeling almost defeated in a way. “No, not yet.”
She frowned. “What’s taking so long?”
I shrugged. “Backlogged I suppose.”
“That’s bullshit.”
“Not everyone can work magic like you,” I teased, remembering what she’d told me when she scheduled my first CT.
She grinned. “Apparently.”
“Well, I need to get home. Easton will need to head to Halo soon.”
“Okay.”
“What do you have planned for tonight? I’m going to Halo,” I asked as I stood and grabbed my purse.
She smiled wide. “We need to start addressing envelopes for our invitations.”
I nodded as my phone rang. It was Megan’s number. “Hold on. I think this will be about my test results.” We sat back down as I swiped my phone to answer it. “Hello?”
“Hi, Brooke. It’s Megan from genetics.”
“Hi, Megan.” I worried my bottom lip, waiting for her to tell me why she was calling.
“I got your test results.”
“And?” I held my breath.
“You don’t have any markers of FAP.”
“Oh my God, really?”
“Everything looks good. You’re just rare.”
I chuckled. “I wouldn’t say I’m lucky to be.”
“No, but this is good news. Just stay on top of your check-ups and hopefully it was just a one-time thing.”
“I will, thank you.”
“Have a great day. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me.”
“I will, thank you,” I repeated and we disconnected.
“So?” Nicole prompted.
“I need to call Easton.”