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cousin. Donna and Luigi’s niece. Mario and Luigi are brothers.”
    Of course they were. “What do they do, exactly?” asked Bella.
    â€œWaste management.”
    â€œAre you with-with her?” asked Gia.
    Frankie frowned. He seemed to be debating which way to go. He went with honesty. “Cara is my girlfriend, yeah.”
    â€œPut me down,” said Gia, suddenly cold.
    Frankie did as he was told. With an anxious glance he said, “I’ll wait in the truck,” and jogged back to it.
    Gia crawled into the backseat of the Honda where Bella was prizing a quarter from under the floor mat. “Did you hear that?”
    Bella nodded. “You told me six months ago you were done with Frankie.”
    â€œJust because I’m done with him doesn’t mean I want him to be done with me, ” whined Gia. “It took him forever to get over his breakup before me. I figured he’d stay single for a while.”
    â€œAnd you’d just start up again, like nothing had happened?” said Bella, shaking her head. “You thought you had a sure thing?”
    â€œYou mean, ‘a shore thing’? Okay, I was wrong. I’m a friggin’ idiot. Do I look like one?”
    â€œNo. You look hawt. Frankie is eating his heart out right now.”
    The cousins walked (Gia limped on her broken shoe) to the pickup truck with their purses and the bag full of salvaged paperwork and junk. It was a tight fit, the four of them in the front cab. Frankie pulled out.
    Frank made hasty introductions. Cara, pretty and vapid in a tight blue dress and black pumps, asked, “You’re Giovanna Spumanti? Didn’t you and Frankie, like, hook up last summer?”
    The girl made it sound like a casual fling. Was that how Frankie described their intense six-month relationship? Bella eyed Gia protectively. Instead of setting the kid straight, Gia said, “You could say that. Do you live in Seaside?”
    â€œToms River. I just graduated.”
    Bella didn’t know any college in Toms River. “What school?”
    â€œToms River High.”
    High school? That would make Cara eighteen. Frankie was twenty-eight.
    â€œShe’s ten years younger than you. Is that even legal?” asked Gia.
    â€œI’m young, but experienced,” said Cara. “I’ve seen a lot of crazy shit.”
    â€œI’m seeing some crazy shit right now, ” said Gia. “What was your first date? Lunchables and juice boxes at the playground?”
    Bella laughed. “They went to the Build-A-Bear Workshop.”
    â€œNo, Chuck E. Cheese,” squealed Gia.
    Cara steamed, her slutteen arms crossed over her chest. Frankie’s face was fire-engine red. Friggin’ should be embarrassed! He took the turn into the Neptune’s parking lot on two wheels. “We’re here,” he said. “Glad to help you girls out. I’ll just park and—”
    Cara said, “Actually, Frank and I met at a Halloween party last year. I went as Hannah Montana.”
    Gia would’ve snorted till she puked, but then it hit her. “Wait, Halloween? In October ? Two months before New Year’s? That’s pretty frickin’ interesting. Did Frankie come to the party dressed as a cheating, lying asshole ?”
    Frankie raced out of the truck as soon as they parked and pulled Cara out after him. Over his shoulder, he yelled, “See you later.”
    â€œSee you in hell!” called Gia after him.
    Bella and Gia climbed down from the truck, Gia teetering on one heel. Bella said, “You okay?”
    Gia took a deep breath and smoothed down her ruffled feathers. “Let’s get frickin’ married.”

Chapter Five

Girls Just Wanna Have Rum
    â€œDo you, Stanley Kowalski Crumbi, take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife—again?” asked the priest.
    Stanley, in a navy-blue tux, said, “I freakin’ do.”
    â€œAnd do you, Mary Agatha