“I just got back from dinner.” Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. “Hold on a sec,” she said. She went to the door and opened it. Jen was standing in the hallway, wearing a little black dress and strappy black sandals. She tucked her phone into her purse. “What are you doing here?”

Jen pushed past Beth into the apartment, grabbing her by the hand and leading her into the bedroom. “We’re going out.”

“What happened to happy hour?” Beth asked, sitting down on her bed.

Jen flicked the light on in the closet and started looking through Beth’s clothes, sliding garments down the rack. “Some people were still hanging out. A couple people were heading to a baseball game. And I was thinking about you hanging out with your dad and...

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