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me, there is a whole other
world of rich. So, I’m taking an educated guess here and going
to say you turned Patrick down, didn’t you?” she said.
    I didn’t answer her, which just
made her snicker some more. Finally, I said, “I like him; we’re
going to try out being friends. It’s funny that you described
him like that, though. He just seemed so… lonely to me. But I
guess he’s surrounded by friends.”
    “You can be surrounded by friends
and still be lonely,” Amy said. She then turned a too-bright
smile on me. “So is he the ‘Hunky Dad’ you’re
going on a date with from your list?”
    “I might have to amend that one.
I think I changed my mind.”
    “Please, no,” she begged.
“Give him a chance. He’s sweet, not stuck up or
pretentious. He’s one of the good ones.”
    “Uh huh. You know, you’re
one to talk about me hating rich people; I thought you despised that
country club. I thought all those women referred to you as ‘Peter’s
Mexican wife’ even though you told them you were
Cuban-American?”
    She waved a hand dismissively through
the air. “Not everyone there is like that. And, networking with
those people is really important for both my and Peter’s
careers.”
    “I get how it’s good for
Peter, but how is it important for your career?”
    “In a lot of ways. And Peter’s
career is very important to me, too. He’ll be the main provider
when we eventually have kids.”
    “Alright, but I hope you don’t
let those people walk all over you.”
    “I don’t,” she
snapped before fixing her attention on her phone in her lap, her
fingers flying across her screen as she typed out a text message. A
minute later, she said, “Peter would love to go to Patrick’s
barbeque.” She looked away.
    “Awesome, then we’ll go. I
do like Patrick, and Kay is adorable.”
    “Yes, she sure is,” she
said, though her mind seemed to be elsewhere.

Day
Two: Three Twenty-Five

    “Park here,” Amy said,
pointing to a spot in the parking lot in front of the movie theater.
    “I think I can get a closer one,”
I said, scanning the lot.
    “If you spend any more time
circling the lot, we’re going to be late,” she said,
tapping my dashboard clock.
    “Amy, we have ten minutes—”
    “Which will be barely enough time
to get snacks.”
    “—and there are always
fifteen minutes of previews on these kids’ movies,” I
continued.
    “If you’re going to miss
this spot, drop me off in front so I can go get the tickets,”
she said.
    “It’s not going to sell
out,” I grumbled as I took the spot she indicated.
    “How can you be so sure? It’s
a Sunday afternoon—prime kids’ movie time,” she
said, opening her car door.
    “I want popcorn,” Sarah’s
voice bubbled from the back seat.
    “You’re awake,” I
said, smiling into the rearview mirror. “Last time I looked
back you were fast asleep.”
    “I want popcorn and candy,” Sarah said as she unbuckled her seat belt.
    “You do, do you?” I said.
    “I’m going to run ahead and
get us tickets,” Amy said, having already exited the car.
    “Do what you have to, Amy,”
I grumbled.
    “Unless you’re getting out
now because then I’ll wait,” she said.
    Grabbing my purse, I exited my car and
walked around to open Sarah’s door. Sarah bounced out of the
car, beaming.
    “You woke up happy, angel,”
I said as I closed the door behind her. When I turned, I found that
Amy and Sarah were already three cars away, hurrying hand in hand
toward the movie theater.
    I followed them at a normal pace. By
the time I reached the ticket counter, Sarah and Amy were next in
line.
    “This one is on me.” Amy
pulled out her wallet to purchase the tickets.
    When she walked out of the line,
tickets in hand, I asked her, “Shouldn’t we wait out here
for Peter?”
    “He’s already inside,
saving us seats.”
    “Cool.”
    There was almost no line for the
concessions, and Sarah bounced on the balls of her feet as we stepped
up to the