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had been adamant. Holly needed the fresh air, and Bernie hoped that the time away would change Holly’s attitude toward men. She needed to show Holly that not all were like Brandon or Collin.
    Holly was still of a different opinion about the whole matter.
    They were going to some Bands of the World Bash. She’d never gone to one before, because it hadn’t been Brandon’s scene. The drive felt long, even though Leo said it was only a half an hour out of the city.
    When he turned off the main road onto a dusty lane, Holly could hear the music equipment being tested in the background. There were tents and RVs stacked up here and there, and a feeling of fun suddenly rose in Holly.
    Maybe Bernie is right. This might be the one thing I really need.
    As she scanned the passing crowd, she suddenly spotted a familiar face. “Josie!” Holly yelled out the car’s window.
    The SUV stopped with a thud, and both Bernie and Leo turned around to stare at Holly who was already making her way out of the car.
    “Where are you going?” Bernie yelled.
    Holly didn’t reply, and when she finally reached Josie’s tent, the two friends hugged like they hadn’t seen each other for years. Josie was, unfortunately, related to Brandon, who just happened to be her cousin. Still, she was one of Holly’s good friends.
    “What are you doing here, woman?” Josie asked, still hugging the shit out of Holly.
    “Bernie.” It was enough for Josie. They burst into laughter.
    “George, come see who’s here,” Josie yelled into the tent, and a couple of seconds later a skinny, toothpick of a man emerged.
    “Holly, you beaut!” Reaching toward her, he pulled her into a death grip.
    “I never thought I would see you again.” Holly heard Bernie’s voice coming up behind her, and when she turned to look she found Bernie’s arms wrapped around Josie’s neck. They greeted one another, no one saying a word about Brandon or the wedding. When Josie asked if she could get them something to drink, Leo and Bernie declined.
    “Make mine a double,” Holly said excitedly.
    “Holls, we need to set up camp.”
    “Then go, Bernie. I can meet you there.”
    “You don’t know where it is.” Bernie’s voice rose slightly.
    “I can take her back. I know where you guys set up camp every year. It’s not the first time we come to Bands of the World Bash.” Josie lifted Bernie’s worry slightly, or at least Leo’s.
    “Thanks, Josie,” Leo answered on behalf of Bernie, who just stood there looking at Holly.
    “Go,” Holly mouthed.
    “Don’t stay too long, please,” Bernie urged, using her motherly tone with Holly.
    Leo pulled Bernie by the wrist toward the SUV. “Stay as long as you like, Holls,” he said, whispering something softly to Bernie as he steered her away. Bernie clearly wanted to protest but he showed her the zip it sign, closing his fingers over his thumb.
    Bernie laughed right along with the others who’d witnessed their exchange. “Fine. Stay as long as you like.”
    When the SUV pulled away, Holly dropped her backside into a camping chair. George handed her a double whiskey with water, and the two girls started chatting away.
    “So, how are you doing?” Josie asked, giving Holly the softest look her chocolate-brown eyes could muster.
    “Bernie said that I’m going through the anger phase,” Holly answered truthfully.
    “Good, because that means you’re making some progress,” Josie teased.
    Holly laughed. “I don’t know if I’m ever getting out of this. Apart from the men I know, I hate the rest.”
    “Sweets, I can understand where you’re coming from. I would hate men, too, if my fiancé pulled a heartbreaking stunt as yours did a week before my wedding.”
    “So... how was the wedding?” Holly couldn’t help but ask.
    Josie stared at her with huge eyes. “You know about that?”
    “Bridge called me.”
    “Oh, Holly. She’s a bitch. She was never your friend,” Josie said with anger in her eyes.