“Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be on your way to the wedding already?” Carrie’s voice travels through the open door to my bedroom, where I have been rummaging through stuff for over an hour.
“Adam’s picking me up any minute now. I’m still looking for my necklace.” I shout back, looking desperately and hopelessly through my small closet. Where on Earth is it?
Huffing, puffing and frankly on the verge of tears, I collapse on my bed before I do too much damage and need a shower. I still need to get back to Adam’s place and get dressed before we have to attend the wedding party, so time is of the essence.
I have to admit that I’ve been spending an awful lot of time at Adam’s, so much so that I started feeling bad for leaving Carrie alone. Until one day when I insisted I go home afte
