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SnowAngel:
i parked my bike when i got to little five points, and i did a little window shopping. and i found a bracelet that i love sooooo much. it’s made out of brown leather, and the ends connect with a silver clasp, and on the front there’s a slender silver rectangle with the word “believe” etched onto it.
SnowAngel:
i know ur gonna say it’s corny, but it’s like fate was jumping out at me and telling me that everything’s gonna be all right. telling me to BELIEVE.
mad maddie:
oh, angela, ur not gonna start carrying around little pewter angels, r u? or those stones that say “joy” or “happiness” or—god help us—“believe”?
SnowAngel:
don’t u WANT me to believe?
SnowAngel:
why r u making fun of me when i’m actually feeling the tiniest bit better?
mad maddie:
i’m not making fun of U. i’m making fun of those dorky stones.
SnowAngel:
back to my bracelet. in order to look right, it has to be fastened nice and snug, cuz otherwise the “believe” part rotates around where it’s not supposed to. i was able to get it PRETTY tight, but not just-right tight, cuz it kept slipping out of place just when i thought i had it.
mad maddie:
why didn’t u get chrissy to fasten it for u? or me? u could have brought it to the party and i would have fastened it for u.
SnowAngel:
cuz it became this big thing. cuz in my head i was like, “am i the kind of person who gives up? no. am i the kind of person who fights to the end? yes.”
mad maddie:
over a bracelet?
SnowAngel:
here is what i finally did, and i think i should get a medal cuz it was so brilliant. i hooked one of my necklaces to the end of the bracelet to make the bracelet longer, sort of. and then i used my teeth to pull the necklace tight, which in turn pulled the bracelet tight. then i used my free hand to reach around and fasten the clasp—effortlessly, i tell u!—and voila, my bracelet is on and gorgeous. and every time i look at it, i just think about how things CAN work out if u make them. isn’t that good?
mad maddie:
well, lord love a duck
SnowAngel:
i know i have to get on that stupid plane tomorrow, but we haven’t moved YET. i just have to believe.
mad maddie:
does this mean u’ll come to the party?
SnowAngel:
can u give me a ride?
mad maddie:
hells yeah—i’ll pick u up in an hour!
    Wed, Nov 24 , 6:30 PM E.S.T .
zoegirl:
hey, angela. i’m texting from work, so i’ve got to be quick.
SnowAngel:
hey, girl. wassup? ur coming to dylan’s, right?
zoegirl:
eventually, just not till after work.
zoegirl:
listen, i just wanted to say … well, i’m sorry i thought your dad was having an affair.
SnowAngel:
oh yeahhhhhh. THAT.
zoegirl:
i don’t know why i even thought that. pretty stupid, huh?
SnowAngel:
don’t worry about it. i told my dad, tho.
zoegirl:
you told your *dad*?
zoegirl:
omigosh. did you tell him it was me who said it?
SnowAngel:
of course. i said it to get back at him for all the crap he’s putting me thru, but it backfired cuz he just laughed. my mom thought it was pretty funny too.
zoegirl:
angela!
SnowAngel:
they said to tell u they have a very fulfilling sex life. aren’t u glad u brought it up?
zoegirl:
this is so embarrassing! i can’t believe you *told* them!!!
SnowAngel:
oh well
SnowAngel:
c ya at dylan’s!
    Thu, Nov 25 , 11:45 AM E.S.T .
mad maddie:
good morning to u on this lovely day of giving thanks, which we americans call thanksgiving, and which wld be far lovelier if not for the taste of sour beer wafting about my tonsils.
mad maddie:
can anyone say cottonmouth?
zoegirl:
hi, mads. i see you’re still recovering from last night.
mad maddie:
that was so much fun. i kissed chive on the washing machine, did i tell u?
zoegirl:
yes, maddie. you called me from your cell phone even though i was 20 feet away having a very nice conversation with doug, which you