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    Me: But why?
    Brett: Maybe I want to see you again.
    I could feel my heart racing again. The thought of seeing Brett again excited me and scared the shit out of me at the same time.
    Next weekend was Memorial Day weekend, a three-day weekend.
    Me: What about next weekend? Do you have Memorial Day off? Do you already have plans?
    Brett: Yes, yes and no.
    Me: I’ll see if I can leave early from work on Friday.
    Brett: Just let me know the flight number and when to pick you up .
    Me: Thank you.
    Brett: See you soon.
     
    ***
     
    A few hours later, my roommate walked in with some funky herbs and a burner of some kind. Great! Another one of her crazy rituals. She loved to invoke gods and goddess (okay, mostly goddesses) by burning all kinds of crazy shit.
    “Please tell me that’s pot,” I said as I put down the People magazine I was reading.
    She rolled her eyes at me. I knew it wasn’t pot. My roommate never polluted (her word not mine) her body with drugs. She didn’t even drink alcohol. I just liked giving her a hard time.
    She plopped down on the couch next to me. “Don’t you have anything better to do than read celebrity gossip?”
    “I like celebrity gossip.”
    “I have a bookshelf filled with novels and non-fiction books. Help yourself.”
    I sighed. “Books take too much of a commitment. You know how I am about making commitments.”
    Winter tossed her long dark bangs away from her eyes. It was a habit she had for as long as I’d known her, which wasn’t very long. We’d only lived together a few months. I had been struggling to pay my rent for several months and finally got kicked out of my apartment. My parents didn’t want me moving back in with them. (Not that I could blame them.) They had turned my bedroom into a hobby room when I left for college. They wouldn’t welcome me back even if they still had a spare bedroom. My parents and I didn’t see eye to eye on anything, especially all the ways in which they thought I was ruining my life ( Flaw 62 ).
    When my brother found out I was going to be homeless, he told me about Winter Raven, his law partner’s sister. She had been looking for a roommate and hadn’t been able to find the right person. Truth be told, she probably scared most of the prospects away with her dark clothing, make-up and hair. She looked like she was dressed in a Halloween witch costume every day of the year.
    When we met, Winter said she remembered me from high school. I was two years older, and had quite a reputation. It would be shocking if she didn’t know who I was. I had no clue who she was but I had a feeling she probably didn’t dress like a witch back then. That, I would have remembered.
    “I should probably tell you that I’m going away for the weekend .” I said casually. “I didn’t want you to worry when you didn’t see me around.”
    She raised an eyebrow.
    “It’s not a big deal. I’m going to see this guy in Palo Alto.”
    Winter’s face couldn’t have looked more shocked if I had slapped her. “You’re going to spend the entire weekend with a guy. One guy?”
    I nodded.
    “How well do you know this guy? Actually, how well does he know you?”
    “Not very.”
    “Obviously.”
    Winter’s evil cat made his way over to her and jumped in her lap. He turned and hissed at me.
    “On yx,” Winter said as she petted the evil animal. “Be nice to Anna.”
    The cat purred as Winter stroked him.
    “So, who’s the guy you’re spending the weekend with?”
    I shrugged, trying to act casual about the whole thing, even though I was already scared shitless. I didn’t know how to be in a relationship because I had never actually had one. I didn’t even know if that’s what Brett wanted. For all I knew, he just wanted to get laid again and figured I was a sure bet. The more I thought about it, the more I figured that was probably the reason he wanted to see me again. I was actually a little disappointed even though I knew I shouldn’t be. I was