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away.
    “Are you sure that’s him?”
    To Kate’s good luck, the guy stopped at the corner across from them and turned downtown in their direction. Kate stood rooted to the spot, although it was a few steps off the curb. She thought that he looked at her. Just then a taxi honked, the driver deciding he would warn them before he ran them over. At a shriek from Bina, Kate pulled her eyes away, and the two of them scampered across the street. By the time they had walked single file between parked cars and gotten to the sidewalk, the Adonis had put on sunglasses and was striding away.
    “What color do you think I should do for bridesmaids?” Bina asked.
    Kate suppressed a groan. Bev had had them all in silver, and Barbie had picked a pistachio green that not even a blonde could wear without looking sallow. “How about basic black?” Kate asked, but she knew there wasn’t a hope in hell. She sighed. She and Bunny would be the last of their high school crowd not to be married—at least there was still Bunny. Kate would try not to mind, but everyone else would. No one at Bina’s wedding would leave the naked state of her left finger unnoted. “Please, Bina! Don’t make me walk down that aisle again. Why not just make me wear a sign that says ‘Unmarriageable’?”
    “Kate, you have to be my maid of honor. Barbie was always closer to Bunny, and Bev . . . well, Bev never really liked me.”
    “Bev has never liked anyone,” Kate informed Bina, not for the first time, and took her arm. “Hey, I’m really touched.” The pair came up to the door of the salon. Kate held the door open for Bina, who nervously stepped inside.

 
    Chapter Four
    K ate knew the spa was unlike any place Bina had ever seen in her life—a sort of postindustrial French boudoir with Moorish touches. That was exactly why she had chosen it. Not to show off, but to make it very special for her friend. “This is,” she informed Bina in a dramatic stage whisper, “the most expensive spa in the city of New York.” She studied Bina’s face to make sure what she was telling her was sinking in. “And I mean the
entire
city,” she continued.
    “Wow,” was all Bina could manage, looking around at the sheer curtains, the concrete floor, and the Louis XVI bergere armchair.
    Kate smiled and walked up to the counter. A chic young Asian woman smiled back and, without speaking, raised her perfectly shaped eyebrows. They did a good brow wax here. “Kate Jameson,” Kate announced. “There are the two of us here,” she added, because Bina had disappeared shyly behind Kate. “For manicures, pedicures, and toe waxing.”
    From behind, Bina whispered, “Toe waxing?” but Kate ignored her. “We have a reservation. I have the confirmation number.”
    “It will be just a moment,” said the beautiful receptionist. “Please, have a seat.”
    Of course, that was difficult with just the one antique armchair, but Kate motioned for Bina to sit and she did, albeit gingerly.
    Then she looked up at Kate and grabbed her hands. “Oh, Kate. I’m nervous. What happens if I go through all this and it jinxes me? What if Jack doesn’t—”
    “Bina, don’t be silly. You can’t ‘jinx’ things.” Kate sighed. “I just spent an hour trying to convince an eight-year-old that magic won’t work. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
    “Look, I know all about you. Little Miss Logic. But I’m superstitious, okay? No black cats, no hats on the bed, no shoes to friends.”
    “Shoes to friends?”
    “Yeah. You give shoes to a friend and she walks away from you,” Bina said. “Don’t you know that?”
    “Bina, you are truly crazy,” Kate said. “Anyway, this is your big day, and I want to be a part of it. So relax and enjoy. Everything will be fine, and tonight with Jack will be wonderful.”
    Bina still looked doubtful. She craned her neck and looked around again. “It just must be so expensive,” she said. “You know, I can have all of the same things done