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last word and shook her head. “I’m glad she’s gone. I’m tired.” She sipped her champagne. She had shadows under her eyes.
    She slipped her hand into a bag of Cheetos on the counter. “Like a Cheeto? I’ve discovered they’re the perfect food. Dairy, grain, salt and sugar. A bag of Cheetos and a case of champagne and you’re good to go.” She crunched the orange Styrofoam peanut between perfectly straight white teeth. “I’m going to write a diet book. “The Champagne and Cheetos diet,” using myself as a testimonial.” She indicated her slim body with orange-powdered fingers. “I think it will be a mega-bestseller, don’t you?”
    “I bet it will. How much have you lost?”
    “Twenty pounds! In little more than a month.”
    “Jesus.” He ran a hand through his hair. How was that even possible? Certainly wasn’t healthy.
    It was all his fault, though.
    “Now let’s look at you.” She peered at him, scrutinized him from head to toe, teetered in her heels. “Disgustingly good-looking as usual. And you must be the only man on earth who could drive nearly three thousand miles and arrive in Arizona in one hundred degree heat without a single wrinkle in his white dress shirt. Your nose looks a little different though, if I’m not mistaken.”
    He touched his nose. She wasn’t the first person to comment on it, though it looked the same to him. “You broke it.”
    “Did I?” Her high pitched laugh hurt his ears.
    “Blacked both my eyes too.” He managed not to smile. “I deserved it.”
    “You damn well did. Let’s drink to that!” She raised her glass, then swigged more champagne. “I left you for dead and I haven’t looked back.”
    He steeled himself against her hatred. What had he expected? “I don’t think you’ve looked forward either, have you?”
    “What do you mean?” She frowned, weaved and grabbed another Cheeto from the open bag.
    “What are you doing with your life?”
    “Living it to the fullest!” She hiccupped and sprayed some orange powder at him. “Sorry.” She frowned. “No, actually, I’m not at all sorry. I’d like to dump this whole bag on you and your crisp white shirt, but that would be a waste of the perfect food and it’s not easy to get around here.”
    “You can do what you like to me. I don’t mind, I had it coming. But I can’t watch you do this to yourself.”
    “No one invited you to watch anything. I don’t know what you’re doing here. You said you needed to come in for one minute, and your minute is up. Get out.” No emotion showed on her flawless face.
    She looked at him so coldly that the air squeezed out of his lungs. Oh, Lizzie. What have I done to you?
    He’d made mistakes before. He hadn’t been able to save the people he loved, and he lived with that guilt every day. Since then he’d done a lot of things he wasn’t proud of in the name of survival. He couldn’t change the past, but he could take responsibility for hurting Lizzie and try to make things right. “How are you paying for all this? Don’t you owe your brokerage two million dollars?”
    “That’s their problem, not mine. I’ve discovered the joy of credit cards.”
    “You’re running up credit?”
    “I sold some old jewelry too.” She peered down her nose at him. “But don’t get excited, there’s none left now.”
    “What are you going to do?”
    “Drink, not eat and be merry for tomorrow we may—” Another hiccup made her rock on her heels.
    His heart clutched and he grabbed her arm. “Lizzie. Come on, you’re killing yourself. Come with me and we’ll get you sorted out.”
    “I said the jewelry’s all gone. There’s nothing in it for you!” She spat the icy words as she wrenched her arm from his grasp.
    “I don’t care about your money, but I can’t let you drink like this. You didn’t drink at all until you met me.”
    “Had no idea what I was missing!” Her lipsticked mouth twisted into a fake grin. “I have to thank you for