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grubbing out in front of the fantastic fireplace that my Grandpa had lit for us—my mind was still elsewhere.  Okay, that’s a lie.  There was really only one thing on my mind and there was nothing I could do to remedy it.  Well, there was something. 
    “Gabby?”
    “Yeah, what’s up?” She asked, only half paying attention while one of our chick flicks played on TV. 
    “I think we need to go see him.”
    That got her attention.
    “Go see who?” Her brown eyes looked as if they were about to bug right out of her face.
    “Corey.”
    “Oh, my. Are you sure?  You want to tell him already?!” Before she could continue, I was viciously shook my head.
    “No, no!  I don’t want to tell him, I just want to see him—know that he’s okay.”
    Gabby’s worried expression softened as she understood. 
    “Okay. We will go visit from afar.” 
    “Well, I sort of have a plan.”
    She watched my face for a few moments before letting out a big sigh.
    “Why does that terrify me?”
    I coyly shrugged my shoulders. “Because you know me well.”
    “What’s the plan?”
    I tried to take a moment to find the best way to phrase the bizarre plan brewing in my brain.  Really, there was no ‘good’ way to say it—I was going to sound nuts regardless of how I painted this picture, 
    “So, I know he’s been taking care of my sidewalk and such but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t moved on.  Maybe he’s doing it as a favor to my Grandma, right?” I asked to make sure she was following along.
    “We both know that’s not true. But continue.”
    “I want you to go in there and flirt with him.  Just to see what he does.” 
    “You want me to seduce him?” Gabby practically screamed at me.  Yep—it sounded mental.
    “Well, yeah, I suppose so.”
    “You know how absolutely ridiculous that sounds, right?”
    My head hung with my big sigh. “Yes, I do.”
    “Well, good! Because, my God, Danielle!  Haven’t you put that poor man through enough!  Why are you going to do this to him?”
    “It’s complicated.” I said with another sigh.  This wasn’t a test to see if Corey still wanted me—it was to see if he wanted anyone else.  I needed to know how to act for future meetings and there was no better way to tell than this. Besides, I was something of a masochist that apparently really liked self-torture.
    “Do you really need to do this, Danielle?  And I mean really need to?”
    “I do.” Gabby nodded and shut off the TV.
    “Well then, my crazy best friend. Let’s get ready to go to the bar.”
     
    *~*~*~*~*
     
    An hour later, we were ready to go.  Gabby was wearing a skin-tight little black dress, had big sexy curls in her hair, and make-up that made her look damn near untouchable.  As a final addition, I gave her my favorite purple high heels - the very same ones that became my favorite because they were the ones I wore the night I met the man of my dreams.  It just about killed me to watch Gabby slip them on, but I gave in. 
    While Gabriella decked herself out and became the most gorgeous person I’ve ever seen, I changed my clothes, too.  I slid on a pair of jeans, a black hoodie and slid on a purple puffy vest over that.  I braided my hair and let it hang over my shoulder and then I was ready.  Gabby had a fit when I told her I would just be creeping through the one window in the door and not actually going in. 
    After arguing and our final plotting, we buckled into my car and drove off towards the Underground for the first time in months.

Chapter Four
     
    Corey  
    Just another damn night. 
    Pouring one more drink for yet another drunken guest.  Sometimes the faces were new ones but none of them were memorable, most of the time they all blurred together.  There was only one face I wanted to see. And each day that passed and I didn’t see it ended with disappointment.  It didn’t take long to realize that a life without Dani was simply ordinary.  Every day I tried to tell